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Donald Davidson Kennedy, A.B., Princeton, 1923 
Haverford, Pa. 

Edward Adolph Wishropp, A.B., Michigan, 1920, M.D., 1922 
656 Maccabee Building, Detroit, Michigan 
James Leroy Beighle, Ph.B., Dickinson, 1923, M.A., Columbia 1933 

300 Narberth Ave., Narbeth, Pa. 
Major John Cleves Henderson, Harvard, 1904, West Point, 1906 

Broomall, Pa. 
Henry Hodge Brewster, Harvard, 1935 

213 Beacon Street, Boston, Mass. 
Shelby Smith Walker, Princeton, 1935 
2738 Highland Avenue, Birmingham, Ala. 
William John Robinson, A.B., Princeton, 1926 

Gatcomb Lane, Bryn Mawr, Pa. 
John William Townsend, 3rd, Williams, 1936 
825 Montgomery Avenue, Bryn Mawr, Pa. 
Charles Edw^ard Test, Princeton, 1937 
42 West 43rd Street, Indianapolis, Ind. 
Herman Francis DeLone, Harvard, 1937 
6419 Drexel Road, Overbrook, Pa. 
Earl Henderson Brown, B.S., North Carolina, 1924, M.D., Pennsylvania, 1927 

5903 Greene Street, Germantown, Phila., Pa. 
Adrian Scolten, A.B., Wisconsin, 1926, M.D., Washington Medical School, 1931 

4955 Washington Boulevard, St. Louis, Mo. 
Walter Trott, Jr., Westchester State Teachers' College, 1928, M.A., Columbia, 


118 Upland Terrace, Bala, Pa. 
Richard Carl Koelle, Pennsylvania Fine Arts School, 1937 
Rittenhouse Plaza Apartments, Phila., Pa. 
Richard Owen Starkey, Administrative Secretary 
Newport, Maine 

Edward Trowbridge Collins, Jr., Episcopal Academy, 1935 
341 Owen Avenue, Lansdowne, Pa. 
John Coburn, Brooks School, 1935 
Lake View Avenue, Greenwich, Conn. 
Mrs. Doris K. Bliss, Deaconess Hospital (Boston) 
Damariscotta, Maine 


Appointed 1932 

Appointed 1933 

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Appointed 1934 

Appointed 1934 

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Appointed 1934 

Appointed 1934 

THE BOYS- 1934 

Atkins, Cornelius Johnson, 

North Hill Road, 

Harrisville, R. I. 
Allen, Charles Williaini Swartz, 

1 112 Walnut Lane, 

Chestnut Hill, Pa. 
Allen, Thomas McKean, Jr., 

1112 Walnut Lane, 

Chestnut Hill, Pa. 
BosTWicK, Bryan Tomlinson, 

139 Gray's Lane, 

Haverford, Pa. 
Breck, William Rogers, Jr., 

Montrose Avenue, 

Rosemont, Pa. 
Brewster, Andre Walker, 2nd., 


Brooklandville, Md. 
Brewster, Daniel Balch, Jr., 

Brooklandville, Md. 
BiDDLE, David Scull, 

"Layton House," 

Bryn Mawr, Pa. 
Briggs, Henry Blaylock, 

54 Merlbrook Lane, 

Merion, Pa. 
Converse, Costello Coolidge 

935 High Street, 

Dedham, Mass. 
CusHMAN, Norton, 

Monument Avenue, 

Bennington, Vt. 
Cob URN , George Martin, 

Lake View Avenue, 

Greenwich, Conn. 
Cantrell, Granville Barclay, 

Old Eagle School Road, 

Strafford, Pa- 

DooLiTTLE, Duncan Hunter, 

199 Hope Street, 

Providence, R. L 
DooLiTTLE, William Sherman, 

199 Hope Street, 

Providence, R. L 
Dennis, David Hubbell Colgate, 

15 West Road, 

Old Bennington, Vt. 
Drayton, Frederick Rogers, Jr., 

Gulph Road, 

V^illa Nova, Pa. 
Edson, Henry, Jr., 

833 Buck Lane, 

Haverford, Pa. 
Frazer, Persifor, 4th, 

Montgomery and Evergreen Ave., 

Chestnut Hill, Pa. 
FowLE, George D., 3rd., 

Ardmore Ave., 

Chestnut Hill, Pa. 
Green, Richard Elliott, 3rd., 

Sunny Ridge Park, 

Harrison, N. Y. 
Gilchrist, John Huntington, 

9 Wood End Lane, 

Bronxville, N. Y. 
Godfrey, Peter, 

Mill Creek Road, 

Ardmore, Pa. 
Gault, ]\Latthew, Jr., 

1422 Park Avenue, 

Baltimore, Md. 
Hodges, Charles E., 3rd., 

67 West Street, 

Beverly Farms, Mass. 
Hewson, William Newlin, 

6300 Overbrook Avenue, 

Overbrook, Pa. 

Huston^ Aubrey, Jr., 
Villa Nova., Pa. 

Iglehart, Francis Nash, Jr., 
Rogers Station, 
Baltimore County, Md. 

Jerome, Jainies Colgate, 
132 Ravine Avenue, 
Yonkers, N. Y. 

Kennedy, Gibson Bell, 
Wynnewood, Pa. 

Lewis, Lawrence, 
Fishers Road, 
Bryn Mawr, Pa. 

Lex, William Barclay, Jr., 

West Valley and Upper Gulph Road, 
Strafford, Pa. 

Lanahan, Thomas Addison, 
"Long Crandon," 
Towson, Aid. 

Larson, Eugene David, 
153 Louise Avenue, 
Highland Park, Mich. 

MiRKiL, John McClay, 
617 Gulph Road, 
Byrn Mawr, Pa. 

MiRKiL, William Irwin, Jr., 
617 Gulph Road, 
Bryn Mawr, Pa. 

McCall, Howard Clifton, 
318 Aubrey Road, 
Wynnewood, Pa. 

McFadden, Barclay, Jr., 
Rosemont, Pa. 

McCawley, Edmund Smith, Jr., 
Parks Run Lane, 
Ithan, Pa. 

Nichols, Franklin Hodgeson, Jr., 
33 Chestnut Hill Road, 
Chestnut Hill, Mass. 

Newberry, Barnes, Jr., 

Narragansett, R. L 
Ober, Robert Barclay, 


Baltimore, County, Md. 
Potter, Robert Gkey, Jr., 

16 Gatehouse Road, 

Chestnut Hill, Mass. 
Prizer, William Mann, Jr., 

Brentford Road, 

Haverford, Pa. 
Pew, Elliott, 

Rolling Hill Farm, 

Gladwynne, Pa. 
Pennell, Henry Beaumont, 3rd, 

33 Elm Rock Road, 

Bronxville, N. Y. 
Pennell, Edward Hart, 

33 Elm Rock Road, 

Bronxville, N. Y. 
Peters, Guy Bossard, 

36 Narbrook Park, 

Narberth, Pa. 
Peters, Justin Randolph, 

36 Narbrook Park, 

Narberth, Pa. 
Rollins, Joseph Ricker, Jr., 

141 Mill Creek Road, 

Ardmore, Pa. 
Rogers, William Bowditch, HI, 

788 High Street, 

Dedham, Mass. 
Richards, Charles Ligon, 

1811 24th Street, N. W., 

Washington, D. C. 

Richards, John Thorpe Lawrence, 
1811 24th Street, N. W. 
Washington, D. C. 

Sampson, Harold Yarnall, 
Lafayette Road, 
Princeton, N. J. 

Sc UDDER, Joseph Osborn, 

Riverside Drive, 

Red Bank, N. J. 
Sharon, William Willard, 

38 Edgewood Lane, 

Bronxville, N. Y. 
^Searing, John McNair, 

128 St. George's Road, 

Ardmore, Pa. 
Stroud, William Dax>jiel, Jr., 

County Line Road, 

Villa Nova, Pa. 
Smith, Henry Hollingsworth, 

Spring Hill, 

Wynnewood, Pa. 
Smith, Thomas Leaming, Jr., 

Spring Hill, 

Wynnewood, Pa. 

TowNSEND, William H. P., Jr., 
Woodside Road, 
Ardmore, Pa. 

Taylor, David Walker, 
Bowling Green, 
Media, Pa. 

Taylor, Merritt Harrison, Jr., 
Bowling Green, 
Media, Pa. 

Test, Donald Newby, Jr., 
42 West 43rd Street, 
Indianapolis, Ind. 


Radnor, Pa. 

Wylly, Alexander, 
Tenafly, N. J. 

The Kieve Annual 





Edito/-in-Chicf William J. Robinson 

Assistant Edito?- Donald D. Kennedy 

Matthew Gault, Jr. 
Henry B. Briggs, 
Donald N. Test, Jr. 
Edmund S. McCawley, Jr. 

Justin R. Peters, Jr. 
William M. Prizer, Jr. 
John McNair Searing 
Granville Barclay Cantrell 



George was an exceedingly busy boy, 
for were not two new rooms being added 
to his home? They really were not 
very large rooms, nor was his home very 
pretentious, for George was a boy who 
lived when our country was quite young. 
We would have thought the log cabin, 
chinked with mud and moss quite a poor 
place indeed, but they found it adequate 
for their simple needs. Now they were 
to have the luxury of two extra rooms — 
and one was to be George's very own. 

Certainly George was working hard, 
but what fun he was having too. Last 
fall before the snow fell George and his 
father and mother had driven stakes into 
the ground to show just how large the 
rooms were to be, then they had dug, and 

filled, and leveled off the ground. Bright 
and early one crisp morning in the late 
fall, George got up at his usual time — 
which was when the sun rose, bustled 
around doing his daily chores and after a 
hearty breakfast trudged off by his 
father's side to the woods near his home. 
They were to get logs for his room ! 

Carefully his father selected the 
straightest and strongest trees ; with 
mighty strokes, he felled them, and then 
began George's work, and work it was. 
Wielding his small axe he trimmed the 
branches off close to the trunk, then 
gathered up the brush and put it on the 
fire — you know, just the way we do at 
Kieve. As the day wore on he began to 
get tired, and would have liked very much 
to lie down and watch the squirrels which 



were chattering and frisking in the tree- 
tops above him ; then he would think — 
"This is for our new rooms" — and begin 
chopping again like a little beaver. 

During the long winter when the snow 
was so deep that George's father had to 
climb out the window to dig the snow 
away from the door, they talked many 
times of their new rooms. They thought, 
and planned, then discarded and began 
anew. It really was great fun, and 
helped to pass away the long days and 

As soon as the frost was out of the 
ground George and his father placed the 
foundation logs with great care. To- 
gether they planned and built, and how 
sorry George was when the spring plant- 
ing interrupted their work. Gradually 
their building took form until that happy 
day came when they proudly, and with 
much joy, moved some of their scant be- 
longings into their new quarters. 


George, five generations later, was 
also a very busy boy. Dancing classes, 
which he hated, football, which he loved, 
school, which he endured, movies, visits; 
all these filled his days to the very brim. 

Having just graduated from a nursery 
supper to dining with the family he really 
felt quite proud if himself. And what 
was more important, a new experience 
had entered into his life. It had all 
started several weeks ago at dinner. 

Father had told mother that at last he 
was in a position to remodel the house, 
and that the architect was coming the 
next night. George's bewilderment was 
cleared up when he found out that re- 
model meant the building of a new wing, 

and that an architect was the man who 
would plan it. 

The next night George, all ears, was 
fascinated by the nice blue paper with the 
white lines, all crossing, and literally cov- 
ered with small figures. Patiently, but 
with growing perplexity, he heard them 
speak of insulation, Romanesque, con- 
tracts and Gothic, until Nurse, the left- 
over relic of his past years, came to escort 
him to bed. 

In another week, strange men, doing 
strange things, began to appear around 
the grounds. His mother warned him to 
be careful of the large trucks which 
brought stone, cement, and — what 
fun — sand. His games lost their attrac- 
tion, and certainly the workmen were 
tired of answering his questions. 

George really wanted to help, but in- 
stead he always seemed to be in the way. 
Not understanding what was going on, 
he always managed to do the wrong 
thing at the wrong time. Finally he ap- 
pealed to his Dad, and being a wise Dad, 
who recognized the real interest present, 
and the benefit derived from work, he 
promised to find some way in which 
George might help. Finally he hit upon 
the idea of having George copy, in long 
hand, the orders for the lumber needed. 
These he was to take, accompanied by 
the chauffeur, to the lumber yard and 
deliver them to the office. For quite 
a while, George carried orders to the 
lumber yard — orders which they had 
already received from the contractor, but 
then it seemed so much like school work, 
and kept him away from the actual build- 
ing so much, that his interest waned. But 
not in the building ; by the hour he would 



stand and watch it take form, but he 
rarely offered to help. 

Finally one day his mother told him 
that she and his father thought it would 
be beet for him to visit his Aunt Virginia 
for several weeks until the building was 
completed and the workmen were out of 
the way. This made George feel awfully 
glum — they wanted him out of the way 
until the work was done. 


For the adequate growth of a well 
adapted and rounded personality, a boy 
must feel that he is an essential part of 
something ; that what he does is of real 
niOment to someor.e else ; that someone, 
other than himself, is dependent upon, 
and derives some benefit from, what he 

In the earlier days of our country this 
was provided for in the home. By the 
very nature of his simple and direct life 
each individual had a definite responsi- 
bility, which if not lived up to, had a 
direct and immediate effect — the entire 
g/oup suffered, or was inconvenienced. 
This tended to develop self reliance, and 
a icAii g of responsibility for others ; the 
knowledge that what he was doing was 
of importance to someone else was a real 
spur to further effort. 

With the development of our highly 
complex industrial civilization it has be- 
come more and more difficult to provide 
cuch training in the home. While grant- 
inr^ the desire of parents to provide such 
training, and the willingness of the boy 
to participate, it must be admitted that 
our m.odern way of living offers com- 
paratively few situations which are really 

Kieve aims to provide a simple and 
elemental life in healthful surroundings; 
to reproduce, in a larger serse, the condi- 
tions which prevailed in the pioneer home. 
Gone is the veneer of modern civiliza- 
tion, to be replaced by a genuineness of 
existence which can be comprehended by 
the immature mind. 

The group purpose prevails and is ap- 
parent to the individual. His actions are 
meaningful in that what he does, or does 
not do, have their imm.ediate effect upon 
a group, cither large or small, depending 
upon the nature of the action or task. 
On the camping trip if the boy assigned 
results are apparent immediately — no 
to gather wood falls down on his job the 
wood, no fire ; no fire, no food. He 
knows that through his negligence the 
entire group is inconvenienced ; he feels 
that he is an essential part of something ; 
that what he does is of real importance 
to someone else. 

Living as he is in a social group which 
includes persons older and younger than 
himself there is the "give and take" which 
is essential to a proper social adaption. 
Individual desires must be suppressed for 
the good of the whole ; proper considera- 
tion of other people must be taken into 
account before launching into any course 
of action. By what he does he is made 
to feel the power of group disapproval, 
or to be positive of group approval. He 
is a real, an integral part of life. He is 
necessary. His efforts, his thoughts, his 
actions affect vitally, not only himself, 
but his fellows. Everything possible is 
done to help him possess that greatest of 
all treasures — the satisfaction which 
comes from accomplishing. 



Camping Parties 

Windy Point Island 

The following boys, under the able 
guidance of Major Henderson and Mike 
Coburn, made up this camping trip : — 
Jack Searing, Johnny Mirkil, Cossie 
Converse, Thunderbolt Doolittle, Frit- 
zie Drayton, Larry Lewis, Elliott Pew, 
Peter Godfrey, Danny Brewster, David 
Taylor, and Ikey Iglehart. 

After much preparation mingled with 
considerable confusion, all the duffles 
were finally duffed and loaded in war 
canoe, single canoe and scow. All, that 
is, except for one ; for poor Cossie, with 
his usual savoir faire blissfully started off 
without his. To Mike, of course fell the 
lot of rowing the scow, heavily laden 
with tent, provisions and cooking uten- 
sils (to say nothing of Thunderbolt). 
The Major with his doughty crew start- 
ed off in lead of the procession amidst 
roaring cheers. The perilous voyage 
came to a successful conclusion a little 
while later when the canoes nosed in 
among the rocks of The Island. In about 

an hour, anxiety was removed 
when the scow finally hove into 
sight with Mike still pulling man- 
fully at the oars. 

The tent was pitched and duf- 
fles were unpacked, when Cossie 
appeared with a worried and dis- 
tressed countenance, asking help- 
lessly, "Major, what shall I do? 
My duffle didn't come." But the 
dilemma was soon solved when 
Eddie Collins appeared bringing 
the forgotten bundle. 
The next job was to establish the 
kitchen and build the fire. It soon devel- 
oped that the boys seemed more interested 
in the food than in its preparation, for 
they flocked around the supply box so 
thickly that nothing could be done until 
the Major chased them away from the 
kitchen. In vain did he give them the 
task of collecting wood for the fire, until 
Thunderbolt produced his axe. When 
that came into play, they soon seemed to 
realize that "no work, no grub." 

Soon tin plates were clanking and cups 
were waving at the first cheerful call for 
dinner. The over-enthusiastic (viz. Lar- 
ry Lewis) were hustled to the back of the 
line which was promptly formed. The 
Major, Alike and Jack were kept busy 
constantly over smoky frying-pans which 
eventually brought forth (delicious) pan 
cakes and bacon in plenty. 

After a short rest period which was 
taken up with a thrilling ghost story by 
the Major, the councillors were imme- 
diately besieged with: "May I take the 
canoe out?", "May I go out in the 



scow?", ''May I have the war canoe?", 
and it wasn't long before Johnny and 
Ccssie were paddling about in the canoe, 
Larry, Danny, Fritzie, Peter, and David 
made up a war canoe crew which, piloted 
by the Major, went on an expedition 
over the Damariscotta waters, while 
1 hunderbolt and Elliott went on an ex- 
ploring trip through the w^oods, where 
the former's axe was used to great ad- 
vantage. Mike and Jack were left to 
hold the fort. Suddenly they discovered 
Ikey sitting on his blankets looking off 
into space with his characteristic dreamy 
expression. When asked if he felt all 
right, "Oh, yes," he replied, "I was just 
A\'ondcring what pillows are made of." 
A little later, when the expeditions had 
returned, the announcement of soak was 
greeted with enthusiasm. This r.roused 
even Ikey from his dreams and soon he 
was as active as anyone in splashing about 
in the water. 

By this time everyone was hungry 
again, and took pains to let the council- 
lors know it. As the sun was now begin- 
ning to sink in the west, it was high time 
to start on supper, after which the eve- 
ning was spent around the campfire tell- 
ing stories. When the thrillers told by 
Cossie and the Major were ended, sleep- 
ing places were chosen and soon every- 
one was rolled up in his blankets and off 
to sleep under a starry sky. 

"Caw, caw, ca-a-aw," cried the big 
black crow from a low branch directly 
over the Major's head. It was four a. m., 
and the first rays of the morning sun 
were just beginning to show in the east. 
The remarks of the Major in reply to the 
crow are not of record, but the damage 

w^as done and all camp w^as a-twitter. 
Further sleep was out of the question, 
except for Mike, whom evidently nothing 
could disturb, short of a muddy foot on 
his face (he was aroused at seven A. M.) 

The second day (Tuesday) passed 
much as the first, varied by a trip to 
Sandy Cove and a visit from Uncle Don 
in the Lulu with our mail and fresh milk. 
Towards evening, after we had finished 
supper, an ominous wind sprang up from 
the west, and it was not long before we 
realized we were in for a heavy thunder 
shower. The bedding, belongings, and 
provisions were hustled into the tent ex- 
cept for Cossie's, who again with his 
savoir fairc managed to leave it out to get 
wet. Soon, however, everyone was in the 
tent, and none too soon, for the rain kept 
coming down harder and harder. The 
wind was blowing at a great gale amidst 
rumbling thunder and lightning. Every- 
one was hurriedly stationed around the 
sides of the tent to hold it from blowing 
away. However, it soon proved that the 
tent had been securely pitched, and we 
all managed to come through the storm 
respectably dry. 

On Wednesday, after we had at last 
gotten dry and oiu- various belongings 
sorted out of the mud and out in the sun 
to dry, the world looked cheerful again. 
The smooth water sparkled innocently 
in the sun, as if it had never thought of 
any rough stuff. But the boats — how 
had the canoes and scows weathered the 
squall. Ah, there were both the canoes, 
but u here was the scow ? It was nowhere 
to be seen. However, Jack Searing came 
to the rescue by constituting himself the 
sole member of a searching party and 



after paddling for sometime in the canoe 
he soon discovered the missing scow 
which was water filled nigh up to the gun- 
nel. In a few hours he returned to camp 
with the scow in tow amidst hearty 

Later the Lulu reappeared and picked 
up Mike who was detailed to go to Scotti 
to buy food for our final grand feed. That 
afternoon his return was anxiously await- 
ed with fear and expectation. The for- 
mer proved unfounded and the latter 
amply justified, when for supper (or it 
should be dignified this time by the name 
of dinner), there appeared steak, fried 
onions, mashed potatoes, pies, ice-cream 
and cookies. 

The next morning camp broke up. 
The tent was struck, grounds policed, 
duffles packed and loaded in record time ; 
and it was with mingled feelings of re- 
gret and expectations of a good soft bed 
awaiting us that we left Windy Point. 

Camp statistics: 

Best Camper — David Taylor 
Most iHelpful — Johnny Mirkil 
Water Baby — Cossie Converse 

Major Henderson.. 
Mike Coburn. 

Mosquito Terminal 

Monday — The Woodlot party start- 
ed out Monday morning consisting of the 
(following boys — Nicky Nichols, Billy 
Townsend, Timmy Coburn, Billy Lex, 
J. C. Jerome, Pete Hodges, Micky Mc- 
Fadden, Nort Cushman, Henry Briggs, 
and Councillors Henry Brewster and 
Doc Browne. The weather cleared beau- 
tifully and was perfect for the paddle to 
Woodlot. After some short delay, due to 
the fact that we did not know where to 
go, we arrived and attempted to pitch the 
tent. This was accomplished after a great 
deal of shifting and advice from various 
campers. We had a much needed dinner 
and loafed the remainder of the day, 
amusing ourselves as best we could, a 
great many fellow^s indulging in inter- 
esting brawls. The tent was also more 
securely pegged and the various equip- 
ment and food was arranged. The con- 
versation was mainly concerned with 
fire-works and fishing. Every one claimed 
that he had fire-crackers and fishing ap- 
paratus by the ton. One little perch was 
caught during our reign over the big out- 
of-doors, and we had about ten fire- 
crackers on the Fourth. After supper we 
lighted a campfire and were entertained 



by an O'Henry surprise ender. We re- 
tired early to try to overcome the diffi- 
culties of sleeping on a rock pile. 

Tuesday — Smaller campers awoke at 
four o'clock, arose at four-thirty, and had 
everybody else up at five. We had break- 
fast as usual, the chief item on the menu 
being some excellent pancakes a la 
Browne, which varied considerably in 
size and thickness from each other but 
were popular with all. The outstanding 
event of the morning was the arrival of 
Uncle Don in the Lulu. The fire- 
crackers, which were predicted to arrive, 
were not forthcoming, much to the disap- 
pointment of some would-be celebrators. 
Doc departed with Uncle Don and we 
were left without the aid of our medi- 
cal advisor. After lunch a few pugilis- 
tic exhibitions ensued. No one was killed 
or even badly maimed. About three 
o'clock Hank Brewster collected a party 
and left to search the surrounding coun- 
try for food, for the big feed. The first 
lady we asked exclaimed that she was 
going to a picnic the next day and that 
it would be impossible for her to make 
pies for us. This happened a few more 
times until finally Mr. Brewster's win- 
ning way prevailed and we were prom- 
ised three pies and three chickens for the 
next day. We left overjoyed and finally 
arrived back at camp. We dined and 
about seven o'clock the sky became black, 
darkened by great thunderheads. The 
spirits of the crowd drooped, and we built 
the campfire in silence. An opinion was 
forwarded that it would blow over, and 
it very nearly did blow over the tent. 
While it lasted it was intense. The rain 
beat down to the accompaniment of a 

howling wind. Finally it ceased and we 
managed to sleep, lulled by one of Hank 
Brewster's famous thrillers. 

Wednesday — The Fourth is here at 
last. We arose as usual. Hank Brewster 
and Doc managing to survive the barrage 
for about five minutes, but they too had 
to get up amid the triumphant cheers of 
the others. We had breakfast and then 
an unsuccessful attempt was made to col- 
lect fire-wood. The time was chiefly con- 
sumed by boat permissions. During the 
afternoon we went for the pies and chick- 
ens which we had ordered. The lady 
talked for about five minutes before the 
food was mentioned, and we nearly died 
of fright for fear that she had forgotten 
to cook it. We finally managed to get it, 
however, and started for home. The big 
Ifeed went over smoothly, every one enjoy- 
ing everything from soup to pies. Ches- 
ter, a State-of-Mainer from across the 
lake, hung around the whole meal, but 
was not successful in getting any food. 
We retired early after a short story, a 
crowd of tired but happy boys. 

T^hursday — We got up at the amaz- 
ingly late hour of five o'clock and had 
breakfast, after which we packed the tent, 
duffles, and a few crumbs of food. We 
started the short paddle to camp an^ 
arrived before any one else. The statis- 
tics which were compiled on Wednesday 
night were as follows: 

Best Camper — Timmy Coburn 

Most Helpful — Billy Townsend 

Miss Mosquito Terminal — Billy Lex 

Signed : 

Henry Briggs. 



Camp Prune Snitcher 

At 9.30, Monday, July 2, the 'Trune- 
Snitchers" started out. There were Billy 
Stroud, David Biddle, Cornie Atkins, 
Bucky Ober, Andre Brewster, Timmy 
Lanahan, Bobby Potter, Charlie Allen, 
Bud Test, Eddie Collins, and Walt 
Trott. Arriving at Sandy Cove, we 
struggled to pitch the tent, and at last 
the job was accomplished. Then the boys 
had a soak and lunch was served. During 
rest-period Walt Trott read to them and 
afterwards (it was quite late) they 
amused themselves playing in the sand at 
the beach while the councillors prepared 
supper. That night we were all held 
quite spell-bound by the exciting tales 
around the campfire. We turned in late. 

Tuesday Uncle Don visited us in the 
morning bringing many welcome letters 
from home. We went in for a soak with 
him. That afternoon the boys went for 
a hike to see about getting the *'big feed" 
at one of the nearby farm houses, except- 
ing David Dennis and Cornie Atkins, 
who went fishing with Bud Test and re- 

turned home each with a good-sized one. 
At night after dinner, since the clouds 
outside looked exceedingly menacing all 
moved their beds inside the tent and 
none too soon, for the wind rose tout a 
coup and the rain poured down. Unfort- 
unately, the tent wasn't absolutely wa- 
terproof, and we all found ourselves 
dodging puddles right and left. Then 
Billy Stroud started his jokes, and after 
several sudden outbursts of laughter the 
fun gradually subsided and sleep came. 

Wednesday we woke up to find our- 
selves quite surprisingly dry, and Uncle 
Don came again, only this time to see 
how much damage had been done. He 
seemed quite pleased when he learned that 
the tent hadn't been blown down. Eddie 
Collins left with him to go to Damar- 
iscotta to get the "big feed," since it 
could not be secured at the farm house. 
Lunch was very scarce, but the knowl- 
edge of what was to come satisfied every- 
body thoroughly. Glidden's Island re- 
ceived a visit Wednesday afternoon from 
the "prune-snitchers," and on returning 



A Prune Investigation 

we found Eddie back with several large 
boxes, the contents of which were easily 
guessed. Soon luscious steaks were siz- 
ling over the fire and it was not long 
until they had disappeared. Then came 
pies and ice cream, ending perfectly a 
wonderful camping party. 

The statistics were as follows: 
Best Camper — Corny Atkins 
Most Helpful — Billy Stroud 
Water Baby — Billy Rogers 

Bud Test. 

Camp Ballyhoo 

Monday — At eleven o'clock a. m., 
two canoes and a sailboat towed by the 
Lulu set off for Pink House point, later 
to be known as Camp Ballyhoo. Every 
one helped pitch the tent, gather fire- 
wood, and do a few other odds and ends 
around the camp. Tubby Bostwick and 
Ned Test then went fishing, and much 
to our surprise Tubby caught one of the 
biggest bass ever drawn out of the lake by 

a Kievite. Dinner followed, of soup and 
delicious corned beef and potatoes cooked 
by Chef Koelle. In the afternoon there 
was sleeping, swimming, and last but not 
least "beeping" by Henry Edson. About 
six o'clock we had baked beans and cold 
cereal ; with Aubrey Huston putting 
away most of the beans. After supper 
Tubby Bostwick and Dick Koelle went 
fishing, and when they returned they had 
enough fish for breakfast. 

Tuesday — In the morning all hands 
turned out for dip, while Leaders Test 
and Koelle slept. Assistant chefs Tom- 
my Smith and l\ibby prepared breakfast. 
The morning was spent in uneventful 
fishing until lunch. After lunch Tom 
Smith, Tubby, and Guide Koelle paddled 
down the lake to get food for the big 
feed. In the meantime Tommy Allen 
and Perky Frazer started a new fad in 
outdoor beds by building log cabins 
around their blankets. Then came eve- 
ning and a storm. What a storm, too. 
The tent deserted its tentpegs and did a 
reverse umbrella act on the pole, but all 
hands hung on gamely. When we finally 
managed to get everything under control, 
we found that Tommy Allen had been 
gashed rather deeply. Ned Test doctored 
him and nobody ever took a thing like 
that as well as Tommy did. He didn't 
say a word. 

Wednesday — The morning was spent 
in cleaning up after the storm by every 
one except Tubby, who almost scared us 
to death by continually setting off fire- 
crackers under our noses. During soak 
a large rock was discovered half 'way 
across the lake which one could stand 
upon, so that continually the strange phe- 



nomenon could be seen of a motionless 
head protruding from the deeps. Loafing 
then became the order of the day. Au- 
brey Huston and Ned left fon the Mills 
during the course of the cold lunch 
which followed. That afternoon Dick 
and Ted trekked back to camp for the 
steaks and there succeeded in wangling 
a piece of cake from the Sheik. Later, 
we regretted not having (brought back 
the whole cake to Camp Ballyhoo. 
When the steak arrived, the feed of the 
century got under way — the added fea- 
tures being potatoes a Koelle, ice cream 
and pie, with plenty for all. After the 
feed we had a campfire and statistics. 
Then fire-works, followed by a moon- 
light dip, and taps. 

Thursday — Reveille at eight, and 
then a general clean-up of camp. Soon 
we were back at Kieve in time for a tub. 
Statistics w^ere : 

Best Camper — Aubrey Huston 
Most Helpful — Tommy Smith 
Best Fisherman — Tubby Bostwick 

Signed : 

Teddie McCawley. 

The Hoo Song 

On Monday at ten our Hotilla set sail, 
A proud group of campers we breast- 
ed the gale, 
At the Pink House we landed, our tent 
soon was up, 
The founding of camp Ballyhoo. 

The fish they were biting and Tubby 
went out. 

That he would succeed we were much 
in doubt. 

But he brought home the bacon in the 
form of a bass. 
And that night we dined in 

Miss Camp Ballyhoo was chosen to be, 
A daring young maiden by the name 
of Perky, 

He dwelt in seclusion away from the 

In a log cabin built for two. 

Each morning at six before we were up, 
Young Chester arrived and emptied 
our cup, 

So when we awoke the food it was gone, 
And our bellies felt very forlorn. 


Oh, we slept through the night with the 
greatest of ease, 
Scratching away at mosquitoes and 

Our movements were restless, our snores 
they were loud. 
But the dawn found our heads still un- 



Camp Paddle Rest 

Monday, July 2nd — The Moxie 
Cove Paddle Resters got off to a flying 
start in the truck after a last meal in 
comfort eaten at lunch time. The nine 
Resters were Wobble Prizer, Juicy 
Peters, Guy Peters, Howdy McCall, Joe 
Rollins, Alex Wylly, Pete Cantrell, 
Gibby Kennedy, and myself. The two 
stalwart gentlemen who served as master 
campers and councillors were Doc Scol- 
ten, the Flying Dutchman, and Bill Rob- 
inson, alias *'Da Preem." The camping 
site at Moxie Cove was on a beautiful 
point at one extremity of the cove. Arriv- 
ing there, we immediately set to work 
and had a small tent up in short order. 
Firewood was hastily gathered, bank ac- 
counts noted, and the great majority of 
the campers set out for the store situated 
not three hundred yards from the camp- 
ing spot. There we partook of the vari- 
ous flavors of "bellywash" on display. 
The cooks and assistant cooks. Bill Prizer, 
Matt Gault, and Gibby Kennedy pre- 
pared a sumptuous repast of shredded 
wheat, canned salmon, and canned 
peaches. After a story by Bill Robinson 
we retired. 

Tuesday, July 3rd — The camp awoke 
at the ungodly hour of five, and proceed- 
ed to awake the council and about every 
one else within a mile's radius. After 
a very good breakfast, all the non-cooks 
went to the store at Round Pond to get 
more supplies. The hikers eventually 
brought back some well-sweetened stom- 
achs and a load of food and candy which 
the stay-at-homes heartily welcomed. At 
Roimd Pond Wobble exerted his well- 

known fascination for the fair sex and 
and left a broken heart at a wayside cot- 
tage. A trip to Laud's Island was 
scheduled for after lunch, but the strong 
ocean breeze which came up prevented 
our seeing those famous clam beds. As a 
substitute some of the fellows followed 
the rocky shore line to Land's End. They 
had quite a time coming back and as the 
tide was at full flood they were forced to 
climb around the huge cliffs like moun- 
tain goats. Fishing for chubs occupied 
us till supper. Toward time for taps, the 
skies showed signs of approaching storm 
and every one except Howdy McCall and 
Pete Cantrell, who borrowed all the 
ponchos in camp and retired under the 
canoes, scurried for the tent as the first 
drops of one of the worst thunderstorms 
ever experienced on a camping party fell. 
After stories we all fell asleep despite the 
dampish condition of ourselves and our 

Wednesday, July 4th — The Fourth 
of July found the Paddle Resters anxious 
to get at the crate of fire-works brought 
by Joe Rollins. As soon as breakfast was 
finished we began on the fire-crackers. 
Suddenly a car drove up to our tent and 
disgorged a few dozen unexpected guests. 
Hardly had the camp adjusted itself 
when three or four more cars drove up 
and their occupants began making them- 
selves at home. We soon discovered that 
VvC were camped on the favorite picnic 
grounds of most of coastal Maine. From 
this moment on our camp resembled 
Coney Island during the rush hour. Doc 
Scolten assumed the role of welcoming 
host, and to the accompaniment of fes- 
tive noises and the screams of children 



"Any Mail?" 

our lunch was served. Two hundred peo- 
ple watched our soup disappear. AVhen 
myriad lobster fires had died and gorged 
picnicers had departed, we collected the 
scattered remnants of our solitude and 
prepared for the Rollins super-exhibition 
of fire- works. While Joe was explaining 
the proper method of getting the best ef- 
fect from a Roman candle, he sent a ball 
past Juicy 's ear into the box of fire-works, 
and the ensuing explosion was remarkable 
both for variety and color. This sudden 
catastrophe provided a fitting close for 
the day. 

Thursday, July 5 — Fred appeared 
early with the truck for the canoes, which 
we loaded on after a hearty breakfast. 
Doc Scolten then bid an affectionate 
farewell to his many friends, and we 
jolted slowly home as the Moxie Cove 
party became a matter of history. Sta- 
tistics were as follows: 

Best Camper — Prizer 
Most iHelpful — G. Peters 
Best Cook — Gault 
Water Baby — J. Peters 

Signed : 

Matthew Gault. 

Camp Whistling Waters 

Monday morning saw the departure of 
the Whistling Waters camping party. 
"Dune" Doolittle, "Eddie" and Henry 
Pennell, Barnes Newberry and "Bob" 
Sharon, under "Bill" Townsend's guid- 
ance, paddled to our camping site on 
Great Bay. "Francis" De Lone, the 
other representative of the council, 
"Johnny" Gilchrist, "Gene" Larson, 
"Thorpe" Richards, "Merritt" Taylor, 
and "Wayne" Vetterlein steamed to 
Camp Whistling Waters in the "Lulu." 

The paddlers arrived to find the tent 
partially pitched. That job done, the 
council in their efforts to serve a delicate 
luncheon on the skilfully built fireplace, 
overturned the soup. Thus the first ca- 
tastrophe of the Whistling Waters 
Campers! The incident almost caused a 
strike of the fire boys, "Dune" Doolittle 
and "Thorpe" Richards. 

An uneventful and lazy afternoon was 
broken by the catch of a fifteen-inch bass 
by "Dune" Doolittle with the able as- 
sistance of "Bob" Sharon and Henry 
Pennell. Wayne Vetterlein spent the 
afternoon in his usual style casting with 
a practice plug. 

In the evening Francis De Lone held 
the members of Whistling Waters in 
suspense with a thrilling war story, fol- 
lowing which Wayne Vetterlein and 
some of the other bo3/s gave vent to their 
vocal chords by bursting into song. The 
Bronxville boys, "Johnny" Gilchrist, 
"Bob" Sharon, "Eddie" and Henry Pen- 
nell rendered some of their native alma 
mater songs, which were answ^ered with 
a "Bronx cheer." 



As we went to bed the siege began. 
The mosquitoes! They came, they saw, 
they conquered ! 

The next morning saw the boys stir- 
ring in the wee small hours, Merritt Tay- 
lor starting the parade at about three- 
thirty. At five o'clock the so-called lazy 
council was temporarily awakened to be 
shown a good sized pickerel which was 
landed by "Bob" Sharon from the shore. 
At about eight o'clock the council was 
awakened by the shouts of, "Fire ! Fire !" 
The day was spent in leisure until dur- 
ing supper ominous storm clouds gath- 
ered in the west. 

Before all belongings and equipment 
could be gathered into the tent, the storm 
had broken its chains. The wind with 
terrific force, swept across Great Bay so 
relentlessly that the lake looked like mid- 
ocean. Before the council and the boys 
of Whistling Waters could hold dow^n 
the tent it was being blown hither and 
yon. Many of the boys placed themselves 
at various positions in the tent to hold 
down the flaps as all the pegs had been 
pulled out of the ground, while the strong 

council w^ith the help of Duncan Doo- 
little, Henry Pennell, and "Bob" Sharon 
succeeded in keeping the pole upright 
until the gale had subsided. Wayne Vet- 
terlein in his efforts to hold down the 
front flap of the tent, was tossed high in 
the air by one of the vigorous squalls, 
giving a good imitation of "The iVlan on 
the Flying Trapeze." 

Meanwhile all the clothing and food 
was becoming thoroughly soaked ; so 
much so that after a conference the coun- 
cil decided that to spend the night would 
be disastrous. So "Bill" Townsend with 
Henry Pennell as a companion set out for 
the nearest telephone to call camp. 
Tramping through the drenched woods 
they arrived at the Nash's only to find the 
nearest telephone to be a mile distant. 
They continued down the muddy and 
dark road at a fast pace, arriving at the 
next destination to find the phone dis- 
connected because of the violent storm. 
From here the two bedraggled members 
of the expedition procured a ride back to 
the Nash's house, where they were told 
that the whole party could move up into 
Nash's barn if the tent had been blown 

Meanwhile, back at Camp Whistling 
Waters, great struggles were going on. 
P'rancis DeLone, aided by "Johnny" Gil- 
christ, Thorpe Richards, "Dune" Doo- 
little, and "Eddie" Pennell, started re- 
pegging the tent. Inside the tent "Gene" 
Larson and Barnes Newberry kept a 
watchful eye on the tent pole, frequently 
calling to the others for assistance in sup- 
porting it. "Bill" Breck — one of the 
few to appreciate the humor of the situa- 
tion — kept up the morale of the party 



with his never failing joviality. Finally 
the tent was firmly fastened down with 
pegs made of small trees. Then, after a 
sortie by "John" Gilchrist, to make sure 
that the boats were safe from the pound- 
ing surf and after a search around the 
camp for any clothing which hadn't been 
brought into the tent, the duffles were 
emptied in the hopes of finding dry blan- 
kets and towels. Enough dry blankets 
were found so that everyone could have 
at least one. While the boys were trying 
to get dry, it was discovered that Barnes 
Newberry was fast asleep, oblivious to 
the raging storm or his querulous fellow- 
campers. Everyone got dry and tried to 
sleep, but we soon became alarmed about 
"Bill" Townsend and Henry Pennell. 
After much anxious waiting, "Bill" and 
Henry returned from their fruitless mis- 
sion. They proceeded to dry off, and then 
we all turned in — the two councillors 
being forced to sleep in one blanket. 

The next morning was spent drying 
out all wet clothes. There were no boat 
permissions since it w^as very windy, and 
the lake was quite rough. 

That afternoon "Bill" Townsend, 
Thorpe Richards, and Henry Pennell set 
out for Jefferson in a canoe. Although 
the craft was almost swamped, they did 
bring back safely many delicacies. After 
they returned a great feast was prepared. 
The seven course meal consisted of cream 
of tomato soup, hashed brown potatoes, 
peas, corn, steak, ice cream, lemon pies, 
chocolate bars, and cocoa. Having had 
this gala feast, "Bob" Sharon requested 
to know what was on the menu for break- 
fast. Campfire and statistics followed, 
during which we realized that Thorpe 

It's Burning Now 

Richards was missing. After a frantic 
search by the council, Thorpe was discov- 
ered sound asleep in his bunk about fifty 
feet from the campfire. 

The results of the statistics were : Best 
Camper, "Dune" Doolittle; Most Help- 
ful, "Bob" Sharon ; Miss Whistling Wa- 
ters, "Bill" Breck; Water Baby, Wayne 
Vetterlein. Following the stories, the 
weary campers retired peacefully in an at- 
tempt to make up for sleep lost the night 

The next morning everyone got up at 
six o'clock, even the two tired councillors. 
Camp was cleaned up and the duffles were 
packed, and about eight o'clock "Fred" 
Hatch arrived in the "Lulu" and towed 
us back to Kieve. 

Signed : 

John Gilchrist. 




The program adopted this season in 
swimming instruction was quite similar 
to that used last year. After a boy had 
accomplished his raft swim much more 
attention was paid to his sw^imming form. 
Every boy was taught the fundamentals 
of the American Craw 1 Stroke — with 
flutter kick, head in the water, overhand 
armstroke, and exhaling of breath under 

Regular classes were organized, each 
one of the sub-junior teams, the Tigers, 
the Kieve Walloppers, and the Noble- 
boro Sluggers constituting a swimming 
class. With the younger boys the main 
problem was to teach the boys the funda- 
mentals of the crawl stroke. The great 
majority of the sub-juniors had previously 
swum ''doggie paddle," but by the end 
of the summer nearly all of them had 
some conception of how to swim the 
crawl correctly. The older boys who de- 
sired instruction were also arranged into 
classes. In their case almost all were able 
to swim some form of the crawl. More 

time was spent toward improving their 
kicks, armstrokes, and breathing. By the 
end of the summer considerable improve- 
ment was noticeable. 

Interest in swimming was increased by 
the swimming chart. On this chart each 
boy was as a "Swimmer," "Roller," or 
"Paddler." As the boys improved they 
were promoted from one classification to 
another. The chart at the end of this 
article shows the final classifications. 

The swimming record for the year was 
quite satisfactory. All but one boy had 
swum his raft by the end of the sum- 
mer, and he was able to swim somewhat. 
Of the sixty-five boys in camp, forty-five 
had sum their island sometime during 
this summer or a previous one. 

Great thanks are due Mr Trott for his 
helpfulness in teaching the non-swim- 
mers, particularly the younger ones. His 
cooperation had a great deal to do with 
making the swimming this year so suc- 
cessful. Signed : 

H. F. DeLone. 

Camp Statistics 

Best Camper . . Bud Test 

Most Helpful Henry Briggs 

Best Sport Juicy Peters 

Most Generous Bill Prizer 

Sandiest Bobby Potter 

Most Improved Gene Larson 

Best Athletes | H-'y Briggs 

[ Juicy reters 

Water Bay Bill Prizer 

Most Enthusiastic Bud Test 

Best Duty Lamps 

Worst Duty ( Table 

Favorite Week Trips 

.... f Tennis 

I^avorite Activity . 

1^ bwimming 

Favorite College Princeton 

Council Statistics 

Kieve Boy Henry Briggs 

Most Generous Bill Prizer 

Sandiest Bobby Potter 

Most Improved Tommy Allen 

Water Baby Thorpe Richards 

Best Athlete Juicy Peters 

Most Enthusiastic Billy Doolittle 

Favorite Week Rest 

Favorite College Harvard 



Kieve Swimming Chart, 1934 



T. Smith 

C. Richards 




H. Smith 


J. Peters 



G. Peters 


T. Richards 


T. Allen 



C. Allen 

E. Pennell 


A. Brewster 



D. Doolittle 






W. Mirkil 





M. Taylor 

H. Pennell 

D. Taylor 








W. Doolittle 

D. Brewster 













T. Mirkil 






The Ball Field 



Kieve Life-Saving Corps 1934 

The four boys who were considered 
capable enough swimmers to take in- 
struction in Junior Red Cross Life- 
Saving this year — after a week of pre- 
h'minary trials during which the less seri- 
ous and less capable boys were eliminated 
— were exceedingly conscientious and 
successful. Their whole-hearted interest 
and cooperation made the teaching of life- 
saving a pleasure. 

The life-saving examination was given 
on the last day of camp, unfortunately a 
very windy day, but there were no com- 
plaints about the cold air or water. Each 
boy knew the various carries, breaks, and 

approaches comparatively well, and the 
Kieve Life-Saving Corps, with the addi- 
tion of the four new members, Barnes 
Newberry, Thorpe Richards, Sonny 
Bostwick, and Aubrey Huston, totalled 
eleven members: 





G. Kennedy 


J. Peters 


C. Richards 

T. Richards 


Signed : 

H. F. DeLone. 



Water Sports Day 

The Ninth Annual Water Sports Day 
at Kieve dawned dark and stormy. The 
loyal friends and parents, nothing daunt- 
ed by the prospect of bad weather, 
flocked to Camp to see the sports. Indeed 
their forebodings were not amiss, for, be- 
fore the races were well under way, the 
downpour started. Our guests certainly 
showed a fine brand of sportsmanship in 
staying for the entire afternoon despite 
the inclement w^eather. 

However, the spectacle which they saw 
surely justified their suffering. 

This one day — the culmination of 
weeks of practice and preliminaries — ■ 
shows in a concentrated way the keen riv- 
alry, enthusiasm, good sportsmanship, and 
spirit which predominate throughout the 
entire summer at Kieve. 

The Water Sports themselves featured 
some exceptionally fine swimming races, 
the usual amount of rapid but crooked 
paddling, the amusing obstacle races, 
graceful diving, exciting canoe tilts, the 
thrilling war canoe race, and many other 
interesting sights. The results of the 
many contests were as follows : 


75-Yard Swim — C. Richards; 2nd, 
Searing; 3rd, J. Peters. 

Single Canoe Race — Searing; 2nd, 
Test ; 3rd, Gault. 

Double Canoe Race — Briggs and Test ; 
2nd, Searing and Prizer. 

Canoe Tilt — Briggs and Test; 2nd, 
Searing and Prizer. 

Diving — Searing; 2nd, C. Richards; 
3rd, McCawley. 

Obstacle Race — Searing ; 2nd, Cantrell. 


40- Yard Swim — T. Richards ; 2nd, T. 
Smith; 3rd, Newberry. 

Boat Race — Bostwick; 2nd, Aubrey 

Obstacle Race — Frazer ; 2nd, Bostwick. 

Double Canoe Race — Bostwick and 
Huston ; 2nd, E. Pennell and Gilchrist. 


25-Yard Swim — Lewis ; 2nd, Converse ; 
3rd, Jerome. 

Obstacle Race — Stroud ; 2nd, Hodges. 

Punt Race — McFadden ; 2nd, Coburn. 

Senior General Excellence was won by 
Jack Searing, who placed in every Senior 
event. Sonny Bostwick repeated his last 
year's performance by winning Junior 
General Excellence. In a very close con- 
test, Larry Lewis won the Sub- Junior 
cup. Thanks to the enthusiasm and co- 
operation of the boys, the whole-hearted 
support of the council, and the gracious 
assistance of the judges. Water Sports 
was a great success. 

Signed : 

H. F. DeLoxe. 





Sailing at Kieve must of necessity be a 
haphazard activity. The jutting points 
and small areas of open water give rise 
to such a fickle shifting of winds that the 
most experienced old salt would at mo- 
ments be confounded. Nevertheless, a 
larger throng than ever were attracted 
to the sport this year. During the secr 
ond and third weeks of the season espe- 
cially, when the winds swept with vigor 
and constancy across the lake, a consid- 
erable number of novices had the chance 
to learn the art of sailing. 

In competition for the Ober Trophy 
this year a tournament was posted at the 
end of the summer which ten boys en- 
tered. The participants were tested to 
the limit of their skill by the triangular 

course, which tried their ability both on 
the reach and to windward. Those that 
survived the elimination grew to learn 
that constant attention and a quick judg- 
ment were requisite to gain an advantage 
in conditions which altered from the pres- 
ence to the absence of wind. One boy 
had spent more effort than the others in 
growing familiar with the varying con- 
ditions of the lake and in mastering the 
intricacies of the boat he was racing. It 
was he who won the series, though by a 
slender margin, over Justin Peters. A 
hearty commendation is due "Matt" 
Gault whose name will be placed on the 
Ober Trophy for 1934. 

Henry H. Brewster. 




Kieve Dramatic Club 

The value of amateur theatricals in a 
community is one that is being recognized 
more and more. The person who learns 
to convey to those on the other side of 
the footlights a subtle impression of a 
character quite different than himself 
will find himself endowed with an aug- 
menting degree of self-possession. But 
dramatics at Kieve have sought more 
than to inculcate self-confidence ; their 
aim has been as well to prod a boy along 
the ramified paths of original self- 
expression. In the light of such a goal, 
the season of 1934 will be remembered 
as well for the fertility of ideas called 
forth each Saturday night as for the en- 
thusiasm of the participants. 

The impressions of the year blend into 
a hodge-podge of infinite color, from 
which protrude certain unforgettables : 
J. C. Jerome, the determined and all- 
conquering duke; Thorpe Richards as-a 
chubby, pretty young thing; ''Sonny" 
Bostwick playing the hesitant detective ; 
"Dicky" Green portraying the heads-up, 
eyes shut, wooden-legged dignity of a 
butler; "Teddy" McCawley, the inar- 
ticulate matron ; "Tommy" Allen, the 
well-to-do chauffeur who can afford to 
wear a blue velvet vest and a red bow- 
tie; Wayne Vetterlein dressed as a scin- 
tillating female; ^"Dannie" Brewster, 
the responsive queen; "Joe" Rollins, an 
off-key string strummer; "Bill" Towns- 



end expounding the emotion of a vigi- 
lant king; "Bill" Breck and "Bob" 
Sharon performing as "dark town strut- 
ters;" Air. Robinson, flinging his limbs; 
"Doc" Brown beating the boards; or 
"Billy" Lex dying, "still a beautiful 
princess/" Whether the Ghost Train 
was rattling by or a gun shot was flying 
over the Whistling Wires, each one con- 
tributed his bit to the variegated remem- 
brance left by a host of entertaining 

No less original were the "shorts" 
presented by the camping parties in com- 
petition for the award of chocolate bars. 
The campers of Glidden Island and 
Great Bay commemorated a memorable 
storm in song. Pink House, likewise, 
took to song, whereas Moxie Cove per- 
formed a fourth of July interlude. Hon- 
orable mention went to Sandy Cove for 
a masterpiece in pantomime presented as 
a radio program. The prize was won by 
Wood Lot for their hospital scene in 
which the men in white — the doctor and 
patient — must have envied the hand 
given to their attractive attending nurses. 

On the Saturday before Water Sports, 
the council cut intrepid figures in a gala 
minstrel extravaganza. Under the direc- 
tion of their extemporizing interlocutor, 
"Uncle Don," the "Nobleberry Hot- 
footers" went through their paces with a 
dash and vigor that piques the imagina- 
tion of the most fastidious. It will be 
hard to forget the Alajor singing grand 
opera or the dance team, Robinson and 
DeLone, rendering their own "light fan- 

For Water Sports' plays, two one-act 
comedies were chosen. Mr. A. A. 

Alilne's "The Alan in the Bowler Hat" 
is a farce revolving about the lives of two 
very ordinary people, into which sudden- 
h' stride a man in a bowler hat and a 
series of inordinately melodramatic per- 
sonages. Rising to a most ludicrously 
confused state of affairs, the plot at least 
clears when the man in the bowler ap- 
pears to be the manager directing a re- 
hearsal. For maintaining a serious tenor 
amidst such a hilarious sequence of events, 
much praise is due the actors, especially 
to Duncan Doolittle, who with great 
gusto gave expression to the part of a 
meditative, but gullible swashbuckler, the 
chief villain, and to Leaming Smith, who, 
as the wife of an ordinary man, respond- 
ed delicately and intelligently to the ex- 
citement for the moment surrounding her. 
Likewise credit must go to her timid hus- 
band, Jack Searing; to the enterprising 
hero, Justin Peters ; and his romantic 
heroine, Guy Peters ; to the menacing 
Bad Alan, "Bill" Prier; to the pleading 
off-stage voice, John Gilchrist ; and lastly 
to Charlie Richards, the mysterious but 
exacting Alan in the Bowler Hat. 

In the second play, "The Grand 
Cham's Diamond," Air. Allan Alonk- 
house deals with an ordinary English 
family again, not farcically, but with a 
poignant sense of humor. Bored to ex- 
tinction by the monotony of her stereo- 
typed life. Airs. Perkins complains to her 
husband and is envious of the romantic 
love affair between her daughter and Al- 
bert. Air. Perkins reads from the news- 
l^aper that the Grand Cham's Diamond 
has been stolen. Airs. Perkins grows ex- 
cited. "Who is the Grand Cham?" Air. 
Perkins scoffs at her curiosity. Oblivious 



"Man in the Bowler Hat" 

of him, she dreams of a romantic turn her 
life might take if — if only she had the 
Grand Cham's Diamond. No sooner 
wished than granted. A piece of glass 
crashes through their parlor window and 
lands on the floor — "it's it!" With that 
Mrs. Perkins at once loses her plaintive 
attitude, and vigorously assumes con- 
mand of her intimidated family. In the 
face of their relevant confessions, she pre- 
serves by recurrent strokes of canny in- 
genuity "her" diamond from the hands of 
the Cham's representative and a Scotland 
Yard detective. Ultimately, Albert, the 
daughter's lover, snaps her spell. Gal- 
lantly throwing the diamond out the 
window for Detective Albert to chase, 
she sinks back into her former hum-drum 
life, relieved that "she'd had her bit of 
fun for once." 

High commendation must go to the 
actors for the performance of this play, 
subtle in characterization and abundant 
with incident. Henry Briggs as Mr. Per- 

kins sets off his wife to admirable effect 
as well by his mastered use of the Cock- 
ney accent and inflection, as by well- 
timed gestures and clever expression. By 
his excellent adaptation in speech and 
movement to the role of Mrs. Perkins, 
Aubrey Huston submerged himself in his 
part in a manner that leaves no room for 
criticism. Nor could the play have been 
a success had not Bud Test been so suave, 
yet so menacing as the Stranger, had not 
"Perky" Frazer been so flouncing and ex- 
citable a Miss Perkins, had not "Matt" 
Gault been such a placid, but determined, 

With the finished acting that the Wa- 
ter Sports' plays called forth, with the 
ivariety of ideas from which the Saturday 
night skits germinated, and with the en- 
thusiasm of actor and audience, Kieve 
may well rest content with its goal for 

Henry H. Brewster. 



"The Grand Cham's Diamond" 

( Editor's Note — A valuable reward will be ofiFered for information 
leading to the identification of the author of the following song. ) 

fie has no time to chat, 

When it's his turn up at bat, 

But my! when the umpire rules a foul. 

Can he bellow, fret, and scowl ? 

But who's afraid of the big bad Don, etc. 

He has a friend named Jim, 
We confess we just love him, 
But he's so busy at his books. 
He will just give us fond looks. 
So we're not afraid of nice, sweet Jim, 

Jim, they say, is an old man. 

But is still a baseball fan, 

And after he's hit the ball on the eye. 

His old age flies sky-high. 

So who's afraid of old man Jim, etc. 

We saw a lad named Fran, 
Who has such a very large Fan, 
Whenever he sits down for his meals, 
His chair gives a groan and reels. 

But we're not afraid of Frannie's fan, 

We met Bill Robinson, 
A round man, full of fun. 
And he said to us with a twinkle in his 

I hate to say good-bye. 
So we're not afraid of the roly-poly man, 

We saw the Barrel Man, 
Just hug him if you can. 
We locked our hands and stretched them 

But we couldn't reach around. 

But who's afraid of the Barrel Man, etc. 

Then we saw wee Walter Trott, 

Who talked to us quite a lot. 

But he said : On girls I must put a ban, 

For I am a married man. 

So go to h - - I, Mr. Walter Trott, etc. 



Then we met a guy named Chas., 

Who just adored hot jazz. 

But he loved more a girl — beat that ! 

Whose name we think is Pat. 

So we're not afraid of jazzy Chas., etc. 

Then we talked to Henry Briggs, 
Who was tougher than men in the brigs, 
But his heart had one spot soft and sunny, 
And it w^as all for Bunny. 
But who's afraid of tough Henry Briggs, 

Then we met Willie Prize of them all. 

Who was just as thick over all, 

But he said, as he looked at us with a 

frown : 
That his girl lived in town. 
So who's afraid of the Prize of them all, 


So we are just three gals, 

Who cannot find any pals, 

So we'll run away before the big bad Don 

Our trails is hot upon. 

For who's afraid of the big bad Don, etc. 

"Heart-Soft-Sunny" — 
It was all for - - - " 

Mrs. Walker's Feed 

Who's afraid of the big bad Don, the big 

bad Don? 
Who's afraid of the big bad Don ? 
Tra la la la la! 

We are just two little gals, 
And we haven't any pals, 
And my! we're afraid of the big bad 

Our trails he is upon. 

But who's afraid of the big bad Don, etc. 

He loves our golden curls, 

Says he adores pretty girls, 

But if he should dirty our pretty white 

His nasty ears we'll box. 
So who's afraid of the big bad Don, etc. 

He says he will and may, 
At the game of baseball play. 
And my! when a teammate plays very 

How he roars like a wolf very mad. 
But who's afraid of the big bad Don, etc. 




The Wilderness Cruise 

Tuesday morning of the Week of Rest, 
Chief Cruiser Beighle could be dimly 
seen flitting around Harris Hall with a 
lantern rousing the expectant members of 
the party to action. The time was four 
o'clock, and the early awakening was ne- 
cessitated by the two hundred and ninety 
mile journey by truck to an isolated lum- 
ber camp of the Great Northern Paper 
Company on the lonely shore of Caucom- 
gomec Lake. 

Breakfast by lamplight was hurriedly 
gulped down, good-byes waved to a 
sleepy cook and to Uncle Don, and the 
Wilderness Cruise was under way. Un- 
der the four canoes on the superstructure 
of the truck rode the Cruisers: Wobble 
Pobble Prizer, Bunny Briggs, Bud Test, 

Jack Searing, Pete Cantrell, Matt Gault, 
Howdy McCall, and brothers Juicy and 
(juy Peters. Charlie Richards, the orig- 
inal tenth member, was confined to the 
infirmary and forced to forego the trip. 
Assisting Leader Beighle was Councillor 
Primo, with Fred Hatch to drive the 
truck back. With all of these packed in 
on top of duffles and masses of food, the 
Cruisers roared on through the dawn. 

The swaying of the truck over the hills 
to Skowhegan soon brought on active re- 
sponse from Jack Searing, and at Skow- 
hegan a stop was made for necessary re- 
cuperation and sundry purchases. Here 
fishing tackle for the wily togue of the 
Allagash and flies to lure the suspicious 
trout from his deep holes were procured. 



Our new baggage stowed away, we 
pushed off for Jackman and Round Pond. 

Making good time to Jackman, only 
twenty miles from the Canadian border, 
we swung in toward Long Pond and 
Moosehead Lake. At Long Pond we met 
our guide, Johnny Prince, who was to 
show us such a wonderful time for the 
next twelve days. A French-Canadian 
with a remarkable gift for funny stories, 
Johnny was soon ready and joined us un- 
der the superstructure for the last leg of 
the trip. Over almost to Moosehead, and 
then north across the dam at the foot of 
Seboomuck Lake, we plunged into the 
wilds where only lumbermen made their 

For ninety miles we wound along the 
Great Northern "tote" road, through 
mile after mile of timber until we finally 
emerged on the shore of Caucomgomec 
Lake. Several times on this last part of 
our journey we passed old lumber camps 
which were being repaired for a big lum- 
ber drive next spring, while once a star- 
tled buck flashed across the road directly 
in front of the truck. 

The dark mass of an approaching 
storm raced us to the lake, and soon after 
we had unloaded tents and baggage, the 
rain descended. Eating a cold supper 
under a tiny shelter, we listened to John- 
ny's stories and the rain. At the first 
cessation of the storm. Leader Beighle un- 
limbered his rod on a few chubs, which 
by their eagerness for the fly augured well 
for our fishing on Allagash. 

Shelter tents up and the rain over, we 
prepared for bed. Primo selected the 
screened porch of the old foreman's cot- 
tage, while Fred soon found that the saw- 

dust in an old icehouse can hide more 
mosquitoes than any other known sub- 
stance. Even hordes of buggy friends 
could not keep away sleep forever, so with 
plentiful dosing of our wonderful mos- 
quito dope, we finally got some sleep. 

Johnny was up as soon as he smelt day- 
light, and breakfast was had in a hurry. 
Fred waved good-bye as we paddled up 
the lake toward Cissy stream and the en- 
trance to Round Pond. Up Cissy against 
a strong current, we paddled through a 
succession of swamps following the usual 
line of chained log-booms through the 
desolation of dead trees and "dry kye." 
Here, as the year before, we saw small 
groups of lesser scaup duck and black 
duck, which seemed to breed there, as 
Johnny pointed out one duck that was 
evidently trying to draw us away from 
a hidden nest. Here also, we came upon 
several deer which we could not photo- 
graph as no cameras were available. The 
picture of one old red buck poised lightly 
on a log against the gray background of 
the woods and swamp was a memorable 
one. All the deer we saw seemed much 
less shy than the year before. 

Arrived at Round Pond, we had lunch 
while Jim arranged to have our duffles 
and food hauled over the three-mile car- 
ry. Then the long trek with the canoes 
was started, the beginning of the carry 
being marked by a knee-deep bog of mud 
which had to be waded through. The 
scoot used by the woodsman consisted of 
two long poles dragged by horses, such as 
the Indians used to use, except that the 
front end of the poles rested on a short 
sled with runners. This proved very ef- 
fective, as the slick poles slid along very 



easily through the mud and over the slip- 
pery rocks. After seeming hours of carry, 
the guide's method of using strapped pad- 
dles across canoe thwarts was found least 
tiring to our shoulders, and about three 
o'clock we ended our carry at the foot of 
Allagash Lake near our old camping 
place. On learning from Johnny, how- 
ever, that the best fishing was at the upper 
end, we paddled the six miles up and 
arrived in time to pitch camp before 

Plentiful meal assuaged our tiredness 
somewhat, and the various canoes depart- 
ed on fishing expeditions. After an hour 
or so, Johnny returned with eight trout, 
one almost two pounds, while Jim also 
proved successful. Darkness falling, we 
were quick to seek cover under our tents 
from the heavy dew. 

The next day was to be the last of our 
trip unmarked by rain. Rising early, we 
had our first breakfast of trout. Johnny 
then produced a buck-saw from the 
depths of his mysterious pack, and soon 
had us supplied with plenty of fire-wood. 
Finding that we had brought no baker in 
which to bake our biscuits, Johnny at 
first threw up his hands in dismay, but 
not for long. An inventive session be- 
tween Jim and himself finally resulted 
in the formation of an excellent baker 
from the sides and ends of two old cans. 
Their ingenuity having met the crisis, 
they departed after lunch for more trout, 
and Johnny returned with seventeen, 
while Jim added eight to his score. This, 
with a few supplied by the more or less 
novice fishermen, resulted in enough fish 
for that supper and the next breakfast. 

Several holes in the stream above the 

camp seemed to hold an inexhaustible 
supply of big trout, and from then on we 
pulled them out with great regularity. 

The next three days were all marred 
by rain which fell in periods of varying 
duration, between and during which we 
fished. One afternoon Jim, Primo, and 
Johnny padddled down to the foot of the 
lake, and by the tricky use of a volupt- 
uous worm draped on the fly succeeded in 
bringing back thirty-tw^o good sized trout. 
The morning following this feat was 
distinguished by Primo 's eating nine for 
breakfast. Trolling for togue proved un- 
successful, though at deep fishing with 
worms Jim caught the two biggest trout 
of the trip, one three pounds and the 
other three and a half. 

A sad note occurred when Wobble lost 
his rod while making a herculean cast, 
and several attempts at diving by Juicy 
and at grappling by Jim proved unavail- 
ing. Matt also got a tremendous trout 
on his line, but tugged too strenuously 
and had the fish disappear with hook and 
bait. Pete added considerably to his nat- 
ural history collection, and was particu- 
larly interested in a cave which Johnny 
knew about and took us to see. This con- 
sisted of a narrow opening in a ledge 
above the lake and an almost perpendi- 
cular descent down, over, and between 
slippery rocks for a hundred feet or so. 
From here other channels led on and 
down toward unknown depths, but with- 
out ropes we had to give up this expedi- 
tion. On the same trip an old trapper's 
cabin was examined, with its massive 
door heavily barred against the inroad of 
bears, with the snowshoes hung up out 
of reach, and the steel traps piled back 



in one corner. A trip to the fire-tower on 
the top of AUagash Mountain was also 
contemplated, but had to be abandoned 
on account of rain and lack of time. 

Exactly a week after leaving Kieve, 
we broke camp at Allagash, and with the 
"setting" poles that Johnny had prepared 
for us, started down the fast water of Al- 
lagash Stream. With much more water 
than usual due to the heavy rains, this 
passage required some skilful navigation, 
as the drop for the first few miles was 
considerable. The first stretch was tra- 
versed successfully in quick time, the only 
mishaps being the breaking of Prime's 
fishing rod and Johnny's almost getting 
hung up on a projecting spruce branch 
which got tangled up in his "galluses" 
as he shot past on some particularly fast 

Midway Pond reached, we portaged 
around the falls there, and finished the 
last six miles of the stream before lunch 
at the head of Chamberlain Lake. Push- 
ing on down Chamberlain against a head 
wind after lunch, we did nine miles in 
very good time; then, instead of camp- 
ing on Chamberlain as originally 
planned, we decided to push on to Mud 
Pond. This we did, pulling up the mile 
or so of Mud Pond Stream and across 
the sea of muck which is appropriately 
called Mud Pond, where our heavily 
laden canoes could with difficulty plough 
a path. 

Finding the mosquitoes too large and 
numerous here to let us think of camp- 
ing, we faced the task of .transporting 
baggage and food over the two miles of 
carry before dark. Rising to this emerg- 
ency as they did to all, though near the 

exhaustion point, the Cruisers shouldered 
their burdens and plodded, waded, and 
slipped to the other side. A quick sup- 
per, and bed soon olJered a welcome relief. 

The next morning the canoes were 
toted over in short order, and we crossed 
Umbazookus Lake to descend Umbazoo- 
kus Stream. Portaging over the dam, we 
picked our way down this shallow stream 
for two miles. Here several times Johnny 
pointed out to us huge moose tracks made 
only the night before as the animals had 
come down to the stream edge to water, 
and he also showed us how to distin- 
guish the track of the cow moose from 
the bull. 

Another five miles brought us to 'Sun- 
cook Village on Chesuncook Lake near 
the home of Mike Sears, the famous old 
Indian paddle maker, and here we once 
more could get bread, fresh butter, and 
sweets. We camped in the field of the 
sheriff of the district and were visited 
during the night by his horses which wan- 
dered at will among our tents. 

The next day we started down Che- 
suncook Lake on our twenty-mile pull to 
Ripogenus against a terrific head wind, 
which kept us constantly bailing out. 
About two miles down, the mail boat 
came wallowing up behind the canoes of 
Primo and Johnny the Guide, who were 
bringing up the rear, and advised a lift 
down. This was accepted, but Leader 
Beighle, feeling his breakfast sit well, de- 
termined to master the elements and so 
paddled the rest of the distance accom- 
panied by the canoe of Cruiser Briggs. 

The early arrivals at Ripogenus 
pitched camp, examined the dam there 
from all angles, and made things snug 



against the approach of a rain which pre- 
ceded the paddling members of the party 
by an hour or so. These latter, after tales 
of their terrific battle .against the high 
wind and higher waves, amply borne 
out by their exhausted condition, were 
fed and rushed to bed, where all soon 
retired. Here again the tame deer came 
up to our camp, and Pete Cantrell 
tempted him with some candy, only to 
be gored for his pains as the buck's horns 
were in velvet. 

The next day at noon, Fred arrived 
with the truck and a wonderful feed of 
chicken and new corn, which, with some 
apple pies, soon had us completely pros- 
trated. Folding our tents for the last 

time, and piling the sad remnants of our 
commissary into the truck, we chugged 
down to Greenville for the night at In- 
dian Farms. After some hilarity in the 
choice of sleeping partners, we were soon 

A civilized breakfast tucked away, off 
we set again, this time to stop only for 
lunch and for Leader Beighle to secure 
a fine black bear skin before arriving at 
camp. As we chugged up the hill into 
camp, the welcoming cheers of the non- 
Cruisers made sweet music in our ears, 
and we realized at last that, though the 
trip had been most enjoyable, the best 
part was getting home again. 

Bill Robinson. 

''Slept on Balsam Beds" 



The Long Voyage 

The morning of Monday, August 6th, 
saw a party of eighteen bundle them- 
selves and their baggage into a truck and 
set out on The Long Voyage of 1934. 
Tucked among the duffle bags in the back 
of the truck were "Dune" Doolittle, i „- 
brey Huston, **Gibbie" Kennedy, "Ted" 
McCawley, Barnes Newberry, Henry 
Pennell, "Buttie" Richards, "Joe" Rol- 
lins, Harold Sampson, "Alec" Wylly, 
and Mr. DeLone, while "Eddie" Pen- 
nell and "Chas" Richards were packed 
neatly away in the front seat. "Hank" 
Brew^ster led the way to Belgrade driv- 
ing Judge Walker's car, in the cushions 
of which were ensconced Henry Edson, 
"Johnny" Gilchrist, "Bob" Sharon, and 
"Bill" Breck. But not for long did 

those cushions prevent disturbing im- 
pulses reaching the stomach of one of the 
autoists, who mistook the roll of the hills 
of the highway for a swell of the Atlantic 

Into Belgrade Stream at Wing's Mill 
" put our canoes and pointed our noses 
into a deceptive wind, for no more than 
a mile had passed than we changed front 
and found ourselves moving, according 
to our hood-winked intention, down- 
stream. The seven miles down Belgrade 
stream and one down Messalonski Lake 
were enough to restore to Bill Breck's 
stomach its pristine vigor. We reached 
a luncheon spot in time to be cooled by 
the advance guard of a thunder shower. 
But after lunch, the storm detoured 



around us and we proceeded, against 
head winds, down the lake. As we passed 
by a camp for music, we thought of Chas's 
jazzy ear which would have been tickled 
by the sound of a loud bassoon. By five, 
we had arrived at Oakland, breathing 
heavily, and there spent so many precious 
iotas of energy in portaging about a dam 
that we hired Mr. Ben Williams' van to 
carry us to our camping place at W ater- 
ville. Trucked there from Belgrade by 
Fred Hatch, we found duffles and food, 
as well as Charlie Richards, limping 
more than expected from the load of a 
bulging stomach, who had arranged for 
the use of Mr. Edward J. Poulin's barn. 
But overturned canoes were a more pop- 
ular source of shelter for all save Henry 
Edson who wistfully watched the wan- 
dering stars. 

Under the penetrating sun of Tues- 
day, we passed out of the Messalonski 
into the Kennebec. Carried by the cur- 
rent, we fairly flew down stream thirteen 
miles, at moments in the devastating 
wake of Henry and "Bob," at moments 
attempting to match "Chas" high pitched 
stroke, until we reached a log jam. Lunch 
finished, we at once negotiated the un- 
avoidable portage. Up an embankment 
we scaled, double-timed along a railroad 
track, and penetrated swamp and under- 
brush to the water's edge again. But the 
carry was not without its instructive mo- 
ments: "Teddie" McCawley discovered 
that entangling branches could nearly get 
the best of his indomitable sailor hat ; 
Henry Edson learned at a cost to cast 
aside his clothes when sliding from logs 
into the water. The last five miles to 
Augusta were a mere nothing as we 

watched the dome of the capitol loom, 
ahead. Through gaps in the boom logs 
we manoeuvred to the pier of a saw mill. 
Around the adjacent dam, we portaged 
out of fresh water into salt. While we 
beached near the bridge at Augusta, 
"Hank" and "Gibbie" hurried to the gro- 
cery to replenish the commissary, which 
was again exhausted by the supper cooked 
upon the land of Mr. Harlan, a mile 
below Augusta. While our cocoa was 
coming to a boil, a tippled pioneer of the 
woods joined our company and extolled 
the features of Aubrey's burnished profile^ 
So piqued was this woodsman with Au- 
brey's grand demeanor that he bestowed 
upon him the title of "The best Boy 
Scout he'd seen." Suflicient unto that 
day was the praise thereof — so after 
that, some retreated to the shelter of the 
canoes, some to the warmth of Mr. Har- 
lan's hay loft. 

The ebb-time of Wednesday's tide de- 
manded an early rising and a hasty start. 
At six-thirty, we were paddling with the 
tide, but through the fog, down the Ken- 
nebec. Gardiner passed, the fog rose and 
the sun burnt down. To the dismay of 
all, it at once became apparent that the 
sun had alreadv played havoc with the 
ridjre of Mr. DeLone's nose. L'^nmind- 
ful of the blemish, we pushed on thirteen 
miles to the mouth of Merrymeeting 
Bay, delayed only by the occasional 
change of management, sometimes rau- 
cous and always precarious, in the canoe 
of "Gibbie," "Bill," and "Eddie." Re- 
freshed by cold spring water, we saw 
signs of a reaction and soon after lunch in 
Mr. Brewster's sound snooze under the 
old apple tree. Awaking, he found he 



had not oiitslept the opposing tide. Nev- 
ertheless, we resumed our way, paddling 
our canoes from crest to crest of the 
waves blowing down the bay. When we 
reached Chop Point, the tide performed 
tricks before our eyes, one moment car- 
rying "Gibbie" backward, the next for- 
ward, the next swirling him hither and 
yon. By six o'clock we were passing the 
docks of Bath and fast approaching the 
bridge. Here we stopped. "Hank" and 
"Chas" rushed to enter a food store be- 
fore the doors were locked. When they 
came back, Aubrey's crestfallen face was 
considerably cheered at sight of the box 
of cereal, hash, and pies, which obliter- 
ated all but the legs of its bearers. Not 
long after, we had turned down the Sas- 
anoa River and made camp on the land 
of Mrs. Carleton. "Uncle Don" and the 
"Doc" made a visit, taking away with 
them a cheerful but weary Aubrey. Bed 
was an immediate and necessary conclu- 
sion to that day. 

Thursday morning we headed down 
the Sasanoa intending to cross Hocko- 
mock Bay. But the myriad of jutting 
points in the bay were too much for even 
Johnnie Gilchrist's mariner eye and it 
was only by exploring nooks that we at 
last located our landmarks, which guided 
us into Knubble Bay. Wind and tide 
lathered such waves against our prow 
that the red hat on "Dune" Doolittle's 
head bobbed in and out of sight, until we 
reached the cross rough of Goose Rock 
Passage when it was observed to veer 
from side to side. But upon reaching the 
Sheepscot, it was resting in a state of 
equilibrium — so we decided it was safe 
to cross the river. As we lunched at the 

Party of 18 

mouth of Townsend's Gut, we saw a fog 
roll slowly in from sea which met us full 
in the face at Boothbay Harbor. It had 
not penetrated Linekin Bay so that Alec 
Wylly was again able to get an eye full 
of native flora along shore. From here, 
impelled by the prospect of sodas, all exe- 
cuted the portages into and out of Indian 
Pond faster than the Niggah could run 
from the demon — and a setting sun lent 
a handsome background to a party of 
eighteen hot-footing across the menacing 
path of a disgruntled cow. Needless to 
say, the aged soda-jerker of East Booth- 
bay soon saw the last drop in his empo- 
rium drain down "Fannie's" parched 
throat. Equipped with a new commis- 
sary, we paddled the remaining mile and 
a half to our shelter, a deserted fish fac- 
tory on the Damariscotta River. To most 
everyone, supper had a "dight" less rel- 
ish than usual, though sleep had a might 

The sun rose Friday morning over an 
incoming tide and a following wind. 
Soon afterwards we were enjoying the 
favor of both. In fact, so delighted was 



"Fannie" with the benificent fates that 
he dozed happily off to sleep, leaving 
"Joe" Rollins to sail his canoe by the 
aid of three upright paddles. "Chas," on 
the other hand, paced up the river like a 
horse headed stablewards. Cold cereal 
that night floated down with quarts of 
Round Top milk and pints of cream, pur- 
sued by quartered blueberry pies until 
even Henry Pennell refused more. The 
sober pastime that followed was envying 
the empty stomachs of Round Top's 
tender-eyed calves. When all had retired 
to bed in Round Top's barn — Barnes, 
Buttie, Henry, Harold hidden in a dingy 
recess, "Chas" and "Gibbie" in the raft- 
ers, and the others more securely on the 
floor — Mr. DeLone could be still heard 

rubbing the smoothened surface of his 
massaged and blushing cheeks. 

On Saturday morning, a hose, discov- 
ered in the barn, developed into an ex- 
temporaneous shower. Trimmed and 
clean, we paraded through Damariscotta. 
"Uncle Don" had reached Lincoln Ter- 
race ahead of us with the mail, where he 
was host to a meal that was swallowed in 
a trice, but will long be remembered. On 
reaching Round Top again, our duffles 
had been taken and we paddled unladen 
to the Mills, portaging back again into 
fresh water. From there, the Lulu towed 
us back to camp, which was a welcome 
sight after a strenuous but magnificent 
v.T?k of canoeing. 

Henry H. Brewster. 

Lincoln Terrace 
House Physician : Dr. Brewster 
August 11, 1934 
Host: "Uncle Don" 
Please Don't Break the Dishes 
Shar-on All Food - - - Do7it Be Wylly 










Junior Long Voyage 

Bright and early on Monday, Aug. 6, 
the Junior Long Voyage left Kieve for 
a brief sojourn at the shore. The two 
small canoes in charge of Mr. Towns- 
end and Mr. Test and manned by Wayne 
Vetterlein, Sonny Bostwick, Bill Mirkil, 
and Joe Scudder were given an hour's 
head start. In their wake followed the 
speedy war canoes in charge of "Big 
Major," who had the "Little Major" as 
his stroke, and Barrel Walker, whose 
fleet craft was stroked by Gene Larson. 
The following made up the crews of the 
two large canoes and made up the rest of 
the party : Tommy Allen, Danny Brew- 
ster, Timmy Coburn, Norton Cushman, 
Fritzie Drayton, Perky Frazer, Dickie 
Green, Newlie Hewson, Peter Hodges, 
J. C. Jerome, Larry Lewis, Billy Lex, 
Micky McFadden, Billy Stroud, Billy 
Townsend, and Merritt Taylor. 

Aided by a strong tail wind and an 
earnest desire to make the tide in salt 
water, we soon passed the small canoes 
and made our portage into salt water at 
Damariscotta Mills without mishap. 

We paddled leisurely down the Scotty 
River to a point three or four miles be- 
low Damariscotta where we paused for 
a brief rest and lunch. In spite of mis- 
givings on the part of some as to the 
activities of numerous dog-seals, we 
reached the foot of the river safely, and 
thence proceeded through the Gut and 
across John's Bay into Pemaquid Har- 
bor, where we found our camp all made. 

We enjoyed a large supper prepared 
by our chef, Everett Chapman, and set- 
tled down to a short story or two by the 
Major. Our beds were welcome indeed, 

and all rested quietly until five the next 
morning, when pandemonium broke 
loose in one of the tents. 

As soon as we had had breakfast and 
packed our lunch, we set sail for Pemaquid 
Beach to enjoy the salt water swimming. 
It must be admitted that, for the ma- 
jority of the party, our enthusiasm was 
soon cooled by the frigid temperature of 
the water; however, a few of the more 
daring, namely Sonny Bostwick and J. 
C. Jerome found the water much to their 

We amused ourselves most of the day 
by burying each other in the sand, build- 
ing dams, and having races of various 
lengths. Tommy Allen proved to be the 
best runner after a series of elimination 
races. When these activities finally grew 
tiresome, we made a tour of all the ice 
cream and candy emporiums within the 
radius of a mile. With our stomachs full, 
we began a minute inspection of the old 
fort, and were all intrigued by its fa- 
mous history. Having covered all the 
points of interest, we paddled back to our 
camping place. After supper we w^ere 
again entertained by stories from vari- 
ous members of our party. A few of the 
more fortunate were taken out by Mr. 
Brown, on whose property we were 
camping, in his lobster boat. Just be- 
fore dark one of our tents caught fire and 
a near calamity was averted by the use 
of many pails of water and several pon- 
chos. Soon afterwards we sought cur 
beds and all passed a peaceful night in 
spite of the cold weather. 

On Wednesday we varied our pro- 
gram somewhat and took a three-mile 



hike out to Pemaquid Point where we 
spent some time examining the huge 
rocks and enjoying the surf. After wan- 
dering along the shore we finaly reached 
the h'ghthouse, where, thanks to the kind- 
ness of the keeper, we were allowed to 
go up and inspect the large lamp. We 
bought many boxes of fudge from the 
keeper's wife, and, our sweet tooth still 
not appeased, we hastened to a nearby 
store where we had our fill of ice cream, 
pop, candy, and many other delicacies. 
The walk homeward seemed much 
longer, and many of us complained of 
"barking dogs" more than once. Nicky 
Nichols and Billy Townsend, however, 
got in some valuable practice for next 
year's Boston Marathon. Supper that 
night was indeed a treat and we were 
in bed early with our stomachs full of 
lobsters as well as the various sweetmeats 
which we had consumed throughout the 

On Thursday we were up at five 
o'clock, ate a hearty breakfast, and broke 
camp very nearly in order to make the 
tide when it was with us. A very high 

We Amused Ourselves 

wind and cross currents made our trip 
across John's Bay a bit perilous and slow, 
but when we once reached the Damaris- 
cotta River our labors were light, and 
we broke all time records for man- 
manned craft up the river. So speedy was 
our return that we had lunch in our own 
lake, and arrived at Kieve during rest pe- 
riod, bringing back with us a reminder 
of a very good camping trip, a little vis- 
itor by the name of "impetigo," who was 
delighted to spend the remainder of the 
camp season with us. 

Eugene Larson. 

Dickie Green. 

Tow by Lulu 



Sub-Junior Long Voyage 


0 ^ 

On Monday afternoon, we, four 
counsellors and fifteen boys, set out for 
Moxie's Cove by means of,,.the truck and 
Doctor Wishropp's Buick ."Speedster" 
which had previously beea. heavily laden 
with food, duffles, and tents. In spite of 
the great load, Fred Hatch managed not 
only to land us safely at our destination, 
but also to arrive there before the Doc- 
tor's express. The latter, of course, had 
all sorts of alibi about being forced to 
stop on the way for gas, water, etcetera, 
none of them however being accepted. 

The camping site was a beautiful spot. 
It was a small point on the Medomak 
River with a view of the ocean in one 
direction and the Camden mountains in 
the other, yet that which appealed most 
to the boys was the view of the store a 
short two hundred yards distant. Over 
the doorstep was the significant sign, 
"Wangan," or Indian term meaning out- 
fit. Here one could buy **pop," chocolate 
bars, and penny candies. The camping 

spot itself seemed luxurious with tables 
under the evergreens, and plenty of sun- 
light and shade as well, all within a 
radius of twenty-five yards. 

After the truck had been unloaded, the 
councillors with an optimistic outlook 
began to set up the tents, or rather to 
pitch one and what was left of the other. 
It took a good while to get the first one 
up since there were only a very few ropes. 
That tent ( ?) was obviously one for the 
boys, the councillors and the wiser boys 
made their beds in the other tent. It took 
but a short time to pitch the second tent 
as we had gotten into the spirit of the 
thing by then. The boys, in the mean- 
time, had been sent out for fire w^ood ; 
experience had taught us that such camp- 
ers needed lots of encouragement, plenty 
of time, and even a few swats to begin to 
consider the question. This time though, 
the boys scurried off immediately with all 
outward appearances of bringing in tons 
of wood, yet as supper time approached 



no boys and no fire wood was anywhere 
to be seen. On scanning the shore line 
carefully, one could see them all playing 
on the rocks and exploring the surround- 
ing ledges and caves, firewood all forgot- 
ten. Finally by threatening to prevent 
them from going to the store, wood was 
collected in abundance and in a short 
time supper was ready. 

The meal disposed of, after a short 
time we were seated by the campfire at 
the tide's edge listening to stories by the 
Doctor and "Cossie" Converse. The 
boys all went to bed early and the coun- 
cillors went around to see that they were 
well covered. Someone, as was later 
proved must have forgotten Georgie 
Fowle. Twice during the night he got 
Eddie Collins out of bed in the other tent 
to tell him that he was cold and could not 
sleep. So "Eddie," feeling his duties as 
a councillor upon him, built him a fire, 
only to find upon returning in five min- 
utes to tell Georgie that there was a nice, 
warm fire aw^aiting him, that Georgie, 
NICE Georgie, had gone to sleep. And so 
to bed — ! 

Tuesday morning dawned bright 
and clear. The boys got up at the crack 
of dawn and set themselves to doing two 
things, namely, chasing Billie Rodgers 
all around camp and capturing some crabs 
from the ocean which they proceeded to 
put in the beds of those still sleeping 
councillors, those poor men, who were 
completely exhausted by their previous 
day's work. They finally succumbed to 
this mal-treatment and arose about eight 
o'clock finding it impossible to sleep un- 
der such circumstances. A dip into the 
ocean which was the coldest water pos- 
sible followed. "Walt" and "Doc" 

proved to be the two "softies" by being 
the only ones who did not venture into 
the water. 

In a short time everyone was busy de- 
vouring oranges, cereal, bacon land eggs 
which had been prepared by the "Doc" 
and "Walt." The remainder of the 
morning passed rapidly, many fellows 
spending the time fishing from the rocks 
and enjoying real success. Charlie Allen 
proved to be the best fisherman by catch- 
ing fifteen "cunners." Andre Brewster, 
Dave Dennis, Elliot Pew, Dave Taylor, 
George Fowle, and Peter Godfrey 
brought the grand total up to twenty- 
five. The rest of the boys amused them- 
selves in various waj^s, mostly taking 
sun baths, watching our picnic visitors, 
or talking with "Uncle Don," our most 
welcome visitor, who, unfortunately was 
unable to accompany us from the start be- 
cause of a sprained ankle. At the call of 
"All in for soak," only one or two ven- 
tured into the water, being mindful of 
the temperature and deciding that the 
dip would suffice them. Even "Willie," 
"Thunderbolt," alias "Dynamite" Doo- 
little who resembled so much an eskimo 
by his early morning water activities re- 
fused to go in the briny again. 

Soon another meal had passed and the 
boys, especially "Bucky" Ober, better 
known as "Spindleshanks" Bober," were 
waiting anxiously the trip to the store. 
After w^hat seemed years to them the 
word w^as given and off we went to the 
"Wangan." "Pop" at first dominated 
our desires, but at the sight of Billy Rog- 
er's face besmeared with chocolate 
from one ear to the other, we quickly 
switched to candy : mints, marshmallows, 
chocolate bars were swallowed in rapid 



succession. If the bo^^s were not consum- 
ing candy, they were trying their luck at 
the nickel slot machine, encouraged by 
their moral leader "Eddie" Collins, 
Many won, only to lose it in a vain at- 
tempt for the jack-pot. At last our stom- 
achs being satisfied, we all went for an 
inspection of a nearby dock. Finding 
nothing of especial interest there we 
marched back to camp to spend the rest 
of the afternoon quietly, being careful 
not to disturb our stomachs. 

Supper that night was none too popu- 
lar as our appetites were nil. "Cutie Pie" 
Atkins ate most of the food for us, as he 
had chosen wisely and had not gone to 
the store. Those who did eat, however, 
enjoyed the lobsters immensely, which 
comprised most of our meal. Campfire 
was short and once more the boys were 
tucked into their blankets. 

Tuesday night passed peacefully save 
for "Walt's" wildcat nightmare and his 
awakening outside the tent bed and all. 
As usual, the boys led by Johnny Mirkil, 
Francis, "Willie Hoofnagel" Iglehart, 

and "Andway" were busy arousing those 
who deigned to get some sleep. Dip and 
breakfast were next in order, the former 
being one to remember as everyone went 
in including "Walt" and the Doctor. 

As we were going to break camp that 
afternoon, it was necessary to police the 
site considerably. After breakfast extra 
firewood was burned, paper picked up 
and clothes collected. A good part of 
the morning was passed doing this ; the 
rest being taken up by fishing and rock 
explorations. Soon it was time for soak 
followed immediately by lunch. After 
all the dishes had been washed and 
checked, duffles packed, and paper again 
picked up the truck arrived. We loaded 
it, took down the tents and put them in, 
took a few pictures and scrambled into 
the "Doc's" car and the truck and were 
off for Kieve. On our way home every- 
one agreed that this was one camping 
party which we were all sorry to have 

Signed : 

Walt Trott. 



Lost River Parties 

On the morning of July 12, the first 
Lost River expedition set forth in search 
of new adventures. One by one, parties 
of four or five left, each accompanied by 
a councillor, until the surface of the lake 
was dotted at various distances by voy- 
agers Intermittent fishing and travelling 
occupied the canoeists on the journey up, 
all except the cortege of Primo which was 
late enough at the dock to miss canoes 
and had to be pulled up behind the Lulu. 

While the fishing canoes stayed well 
out of sight, the landing party set to 
work hacking out a path from the water 
to the landing site. This done and 
myriads of scratches anointed, the first 
tent was put up and our lunch consumed. 
While plumbing the depths of the lake 
a mystery ship was discovered in the 
shape of a large keel submerged off shore. 
Stories heard of the treasure ship sunk 
long ago while carrying bullion from 
Damariscotta to Jefferson found cred- 
ence, but no amount of effort served to 
penetrate the mysterious recesses of the 
sunken hulk. The secret of the wreck 
remained, therefore, as but another of 
the mysteries of Lost River. 

The Lost River exploring expedition 
was then organized under that compe- 
tent and intrepid explorer, Dick Koelle, 
M.R.S.K.E.,* and for several hundred 
yards the party progressed against fear- 
ful odds through swampy delta and hid- 
den morasses. At the head of navigation 
of Lost River, the party was forced to 
turn back due to an unforeseen variation 
in their compass caused by some one's sit- 
ting on it, so that the complete charting 
of the river remained unfinished. 

Supper of cereal, clam chowder, and 

*Member of Royal Society of Kieve Explorers. 

fruit devoured, the party began girding 
itself for the long struggle with the fa- 
mous two-beaked Lost River mosquitoes. 
The battle began promptly at eight-thirty 
with Round 1 going to the camp due to a 
heavy smudge fire ; Round 2 favored the 
mosquitoes decisively as the fire died out ; 
but final victory came to the campers as 
sanctuary was found in the tents. 

L p bright and early the next morning, 
a monstrous mess of hot cereal was pre- 
pared by the council, half of which event- 
ually reached the ashes due to a misun- 
derstanding between Ned Test and a hot 
boiler handle. Breakfast over, the trip 
back was begun. Head wind and rough 
water proved but a small obstacle to our 
desire to get back to cam;p, and we ar- 
rived worn but happy to gloat over the 
second party as it pushed off to repeat our 

July 13th dawned ominous. With a 
toss of our heads at the scowling face of 
old sol we set out amidst the wise cracks 
and foreboding remarks of The First 

A serpentine line of canoes was 
attached to the stern of the Lulu and 
that valiant craft after much circling 
brought us to Treasure Cove to the 
south of Lost River. 

The rest is best in jest. Lost River 
found — thousand acre shoals explored 

— making beds overhanging lake — re- 
making them in tents — boat upset — 
canoe upset — lost sneakers, glasses, 
moccasins, etc. — diving for same — 
rescue — fish — many of them — sup- 
per — thunder — lightning — Niagara 

— Uncle Don, Danny asleep under 
canoe — swim — breakfast — Lulu — 
Kieve again — remembrances. 



Report of Kieve Chapter 
N. R. A. Junior Rifle Corps 

On the rifle range at Kieve this sea- 
son there turned out for shooting a crowd 
of boys that clearly showed by its num- 
bers that enthusiasm for this most bene- 
ficial and useful activity was in no way 
diminished. No less than forty-seven 
signed up for the Kieve RiBe Club when 
camp opened. This number included all 
of the old enthusiasts who came back to 
Kieve this year, as well as a goodly num- 
ber of new boys. 

With several targets to his credit on 

the first bar of his sharpshooter's medal, 
Sonny Bostwick started out in the lead. 
But his seemingly assured position at the 
top of the list of rifle shots soon began 
to be challenged by Howdy McCall 
who, after two years' absence from camp, 
returned this year to show us he is a bet- 
ter shot than ever. No sooner had Sonny 
made his first bar than Howdy, quickly 
gaining, proceeded to show us some ex- 
cellent marksmanship, and ten days later 
he too made his first bar. The second 



bar was made by these two boys on the 
same day, July 24th, Howdy getting his 
in the morning, Sonny in the afternoon. 
By steady, persevering shooting there- 
after. Howdy finally made third bar, the 
highest qualification yet made by anyone 
at Kieve. 

Meanw^hile one of the new boys was 
proving very definitely that these two 
were not by any means the crack shots 
of Kieve, excellent as was their record. 
Starting from the very beginning and 
never having shot with a rille before. 
Newly Hewson in short order made 
Pro- Marksman, Marksman, .'Marksman 
1st Class, Sharpshooter, and finally first 
bar with such ease and steadiness that he 
bade fair, time permitting, to pull ahead 
of everyone. At it was he accomplished 
more in one season than any new boy 
who has yet come to Kieve since ritlery 
began here. Incidentally Newly tied 
the highest score on a single target that 
has yet been made on the Kieve range — 
47 out of a possible 50. And when one 
stops to consider that the bull's eye, which 
counts 10, is just about the size of a bul- 
let hole and that the surrounding 9 ring 
is just the width of one, one begins to 
realize a little how extremely accurate 
five shots must be to roll up a total of 47. 

However, among the new boys not 
only Newly distinguished himself. J. C. 
Jerome, only ten years old, did extremely 
creditable shooting, and showed perhaps 
more actual improvement than any other 
younger boy. This was accomplished en- 
tirely by good, hard work and steady 
perseverance. Not, at first appearance, 
particularly to be singled out as one of 
the best shots, he kept at it until he made 
his Sharpshooter medal. 

Merritt Taylor, too, among the new 
boys, showed from the beginning that he 
would soon be classed among the good 
shots. He was the first of the new boys 
to make a qualification, and from then 
he climbed the ladder with apparent ease 
until he got to be a Marksman, 1st Class. 
Then, unfortunately, he was in the in- 
firmary, and when he at last emerged 
other activities claimed so much of his 
attention that, although he could from 
all appearances have easily won his Sharp- 
shooter's medal, he was not able to pro- 
gress further than he did. 

It is tempting to go on and recount 
the achievements of many other individ- 
ual shooters whose keen interest and 
steady work deserves notice, but the num- 
ber is so large that it would not be possi- 
ble to include them all, as the list of quali- 
fications which appears below will show. 
Altogether this season was an eminently 
successful one, and one of which the 
members of the Kieve Rifle Club may 
well be proud. 

The list of qualifications follows: 

On the Range 




Merritt Taylor ^ July 6 

Bob Sharon ( July 9 

Gene Larson July 10 

Newly Hewson July 11 

Aubrey (Huston July 11 

David Dennis July 14 

Peter Godfrey July 14 

Andre Brewster July 14 

J. C. Jerome July 14 

Norton Cushman July 14 

John Gilchrist July 16 

Billy sLex July 17 

Henry Edson , July 18 

Joe Scudder July 18 

David Biddle July 18 

Barnes Newberry July 18 

Cornev Atkins » July ^8 

Billy, Stroud July 18 

Francis Iglehart July 24 

Larry Lewis July 24 

Charlie Allen July 26 

Mickey McFadden { July 26 

Fritz Drayton July 30 

David Taylor Aug. 2 

Cossie Converse Aug. 15 

George Fowle Aug. 15 

Billy Doolittle Aug. 16 


Holly Bmith July 7 

Merritt Taylor July 9 

Danny Brewster July 11 

Newly Hewson ; July 17 

J. C. Jerome July 20 

John Gilchrist) July 23 

David Dennis v July 25 

Gene Larson July 26 

Peter IHodges July 30 

Teddy McCawley July 30 

Perky Frazer July 31 

Billy Lex Aug. 1 

Henry Edson Aug. 1 

Peter Godfrey Aug. 2 

Nicky Nichols Aug. 10 

Fritz iDrayton Aug. 13 

Charlie Allen Aug. 13 

Larry Lewis Aug. 14 

Barnes Newberry Aug. 16 

Norton Cushman Aug. 16 

David Biddle Aug. 16 

Andre Brewster Aug. 16 

Bob Sharon Aug. 17 

Pete Cantrell Aug. 17 


Holly Smith July 10 

Merritt Taylor July 10 

Wayne Vetterlein July 20 

Newly Hewson July 20 

J. C. Jerome July 26 

Henry Edson Aug. 14 

Billy Lex Aug. 16 

Thorpe Richards Aug. 16 

Danny Brewster Aug. 16 


Holly Smith July 17 

Newly Hewson July 26 

Bud Test July 26 

J. C. Jerome Aug. 15 


Sonny Bostwick ^ July 7 

Howdy McCall July 17 

Newly Hewson Aug. 10 


Howdy McCall July 24 

Sonny Bostwick , July 24 

Howdy ,^lcCall . Aug. 17 

(Signed) : 

Major J. C. Henderson. 



The Fishing Ckib 

President BUD TEST 

Vice-President BILL PRIZER 

Treasurer and Secretary 


Matt Gault, Hal Sampson, Wayne 
Vetterlein, Joe Rollins, Duncan Doolit- 
tle, Norton Cushman, Ted McCawley, 
Danny Brewster, Pete Cantrel, Alex 
Wylly, Sonny Bostwick, J. C. Jerome, 
David Dennis, Bill Doolittle, David 
Taylor, Bob Sharon, Bill Townsend, 
Andre Brewster, Charlie Allen, Tommy 

Fishing during the past summer was 
without a doubt the best Kieve has ever 
experienced. Many bass, pickerel, and 
perch were caught by nearly everyone in 
camp. Sonny Bostwick and Matt Gault 
each caught a two and a half pound bass 
before more than a week of the 1934 sea- 
son had elapsed. Bass and perch holes 

were found in Deep Cove and Sandy 
Cove during the past summer. In one 
afternoon some twenty-five perch were 
caught by three of the younger boys in 
camp. The largest fish caught during the 
year was a two and three-quarter pound 
bass, caught by "Thunderbolt" Doolittle. 

Most of the fishing, of course, cen- 
tered around the fishing club, w^hich has 
the largest memberhsip in its history. 
Ten new members have been added to 
the thirteen carried over from last year, 
making it necessary to take out three 
overnight parties a week in order to in- 
clude the entire club. 

The roof of the club's shack was 
tarred and pillows were purchased in or- 
der to add to the comfort of the soft 
beds. This is all that was done towards 
improving the already' fine fishing shack 
around the point. 




Sonny's 2^^-Pounder 

There was an attempt made during 
the summer to continue the interest 
aroused the previous season in plug cast- 
ing. Bill Prizer, Matt Gault, and Bud 


The workshop of this year enjoyed a 
marked renewal of interest. On rainy 
days, when the boys were forced to turn 
to inside activities, it was filled to over- 
flowing ; and even in fair weather there 
was a lot accomplished. 

Wooden campfire seats were the choice 
of many boys as a beginning ; they are 
not difficult to make, the materials are 
right at hand, and there is a very definite 
use for them. 

Simple boats, ranging in size from six 
to sixteen inches, were also very popular. 
These might consist merely of a two-by- 
four with a V-shaped end, or a nicely 
carved hull with a cockpit and mast. It 
is slow work to carve a boat from a solid 
block of white pine, but if the carver has 
patience the result is really worthwhile. 

Test have become excellent casters, 
while Wayne Vetterlein, Pete Cantrel, 
and Sonny Bostwick starting to cast for 
the first time this year show signs of be- 
coming fine casters. Casting is by far 
the most sporting way of catching a fish, 
and there are few thrills equal to the 
one of hooking a fine bass or pickerel. 
Before a boy was allowed to cast he was 
required to pass a test after instructions 
were given in styles and forms of casting. 

The two fine fishing knives given by 
Mr. Bostwick to the boys who take the 
most interest in the fishing club were 
awarded to Bud Test and Duncan 

Signed : 

Dick Koellk. 

Another very useful article, which was 
popular with the younger boys, was a 
paper knife carved from a piece of maple 
or other suitable wood. These can be 
completed in a single afternoon, and 
after they are shellacked make a finished 
piece of workmanship. 

Since there was a great deal of leather 
left over from previous years, tools were 
purchased in order that full use might be 
made of it. The ninnber of articles which 
can be made from leather is infinite ; the 
boys manufactured coin-purses, belts, 
wallets, axe-sheaths, and even moccasins. 
They cut the leather out from the orig- 
inal hide, and in some cases even made 
up their own patterns. Coin purses were 
especially popular because they could be 
used to carry money in when the boys 



went out on trips, and greatly lessened 
the possibility of their losing it. 

Interest in metal work was revived, 
too. A great many ash trays and brace- 
lets were made, and several pairs of book- 
ends. The bookends consist of a thin 
brass plate tacked over a piece of three 
ply basswood, with another piece of bass- 
wood as base. Designs are tapped in the 
brass with a punch, and the whole is then 
either stained or shellacked. The fin- 

ished product makes an extremely attrac- 
tive article. 

Although this fact may not be ap- 
parent, handicraft is good character 
training. It requires patience, skill, and 
self-discipline. It provides a knowledge 
of tools which every boy should have. 
The boys this year showed that they pos- 
sessed these qualities, and helped to make 
handicraft more popular than it has been 
for some time. 

C. E. Test. 


As the years go by, we seem to be fortu- 
nate in finding the tennis courts in bet- 
ter condition each year we return. With 
a slight resurfacing and leveling off to 
be done, the courts this summer were 
found to be in very good condition for 
the beginning of the season. Consistent 
brushing and rolling gave them a bet- 
ter surface than ever before. 

The preliminary tournaments, which 
were formerly known as the Chocolate 
Tournaments, were omitted this sum- 
mer because they were thought to take 
up valuable time which could be used 
for instruction. The change proved suc- 
cessful, because during the first two weeks 
cf camp about twenty boys were given 
individual lessons. The younger boys 
were divided into groups of ten each and 
were given instruction in those groups. 
Almost half of these younger boys knew 
practically nothing at all about the game. 
Before the summer was completed, every 
one had grasped the fundamentals of 

There was more enthusiasm and inter- 
est in tennis this season among these 
3^ounger boys than ever before. Last year 
there were very few of the sub-juniors 
who played of their own free will, 
whereas this summer, at some time every 
day, there were always some of the 
younger boys occupying the courts. The 
most enthusiastic little fellow was Bobby 
Potter, who spent the majority of his 
time at tennis. Although he had not 
learned the correct strokes, his game w^as 
above the average for a boy of his age. 
''Thunderbolt" Doolittle, although very 
clumsy and awkward, tried harder than 
any boy in camp to learn tennis. He was 
not on the courts very much, but while 
he was there, his whole heart went into 
what he was trying to do. Some of the 
other sub-juniors who took great interest 
in tennis were Danny Brewster, Corney 
Atkins, Johnny Mirkil, Fritz Drayton, 
Larry Lewis, Billy Townsend, and Peter 

In the sub-junior tournaments there 



Can You Tell Who Won ? 

were two outstanding players whom 1 
have not mentioned previously. Their 
knowledge of the strokes and funda- 
mentals of the game were acquired be- 
fore coming to Kieve. They teamed to- 
gether in the doubles to arrive at the 
finals without the loss of a game. David 
Dennis and J. C. Jerome were probably 
the two best sub- junior tennis players 
who have ever come to Kieve. In the 
final round of the doubles they were met 
by Johnny Mirkil and Danny Brewster 
who, although they made some very good 
placements for well-earned points, did 
not threaten the winners at any time. 
David and J. C. marched through the 
match by the score of 6-0, 6-3. The mem- 
bers of the winning doubles team clashed 
in the finals of the sub-junior singles. 
Without doubt it was the hardest fought 
match that has ever been witnessed at 
Kieve. Both boys gave every inch of their 
energy toward every point. They are to 
be greatly commended for their good 
tennis and hard fighting. By his hard 

and well-placed forehand drives J. C. 
(erome took the first set, 6-1. David 
Dennis, who u.s:d his head a litth more, 
iid not etart out with such a bang. His 
steadiness came to the fore when he took 
the second set, 7-5. The final set proved 
to be an endurance cont st. Both con- 
testants had played themselves out to such 
a degree that their strokes and shots eased 
lip tremendously. David, by his more 
' onsistent returns and because he had 
more reserve strength, took the last set, 

The junior group, although the small- 
est in number, proved to be the most in- 
teresting and encouraging. Wayne Vet- 
terlein and Barnes Newberry, while not 
very proficient tennis players showed a 
great deal of enthusiasm and spent much 
of their time on the courts. A great deal 
of credit goes to Perky Frazer, who, 
when he arrived at Kieve last fall, could 
barely hit a ball. He has improved tre- 
mendously even over what he was at the 
end of last summer. The thing he needs 
most is more self-confidence. Perky 
Frazer and Gene Larson were defeated 
in the final round of the doubles by Ed- 
die Pennell and Sonny Bostwick, in a 
close match, 6-4, 6-4. Gene Larson uses 
an unconventional chop stroke \\hich 
greatly puzzles his opponents. 

The finals of the junior singles between 
Sonny Bostwick and Eddie Pennell was 
by far the most interesting match of the 
year. Both contestants have very good 
strokes together with a fairly good idea 
of position and placements. Eddie and 
Sonny used their heads more than any 
other boys in camp in executing their 
placements. The match was full of back- 
hand and forehand drives down the side- 



lines mixed with a few spectacular net 
shots. Sonny Bostwick, with his harJ 
service and strong forehand, hammered 
through the first set at 6-3. In the sec- 
ond set Eddie Pennell, by breaking 
through Sonny's service and by means of 
his well-timed placements, kept Sonny 
running from side to side to win, 6-2. 
In the third set Eddie made the tactical 
mistake of merely trying to get Sonny's 
shots back in an effort to tire him and 
force him into errors. Sonny Bostwick 
is not one who can be tired in three sets 
of tennis, and consequently won the third 
set, 6-0. Without doubt, if Eddie had 
continued his good tennis, he would have 
beaten Sonny on earned points. 

Eddie Pennell is undoubtedly the most 
promising young tennis player in Kieve. 
His form and strokes are such that they 
can be steadily improved upon. Eddie's 
great interest at Kieve is in tennis, and 
he deserves a great deal of credit for his 
untiring perseverance toward the perfec- 
tion of his game. This summer he has 
worked particularly hard on his back- 
hand and has made some progress. At 
this point his service is the weakest part 
of his game. Keep up the good work, 

Through no fault of their own, the 
seniors did not display a calibre of tennis 
as high as that of recent years. The two 
most promising players are Guy Peters 
and Bob Sharon. Bob did not advance 
very far in the singles, but his game is 
such that it can be immeasureably im- 
proved upon with practice. He has shown 
a great deal of improvement this summer. 

There are many seniors who have im- 
proved their games since last year; the 
most outstanding ones are Bud Test and 

Justin Peters. The best match in the 
senior group was the semi-final match 
between Bud Test and Justin. The most 
r.oticeable feature of the play was the 
exchange of hard forehand drives. Their 
services were rather weak and their back- 
hands not too strong. Justin upset his 
second-seeded opponent by the close score 
of 7-5, 5-7, 6-2. Guy Peters, with his 
more consistent and harder serving, de- 
feated his brother in the finals 6-4, 7-5, to 
win the championship of Kieve. 

I'he senior doubles was rather unin- 
teresting this year due to the queer choice 
of partners in that group. Henry Briggs 
and Guy Peters defeated Bud Test and 
Bill Prizer, 4-6, 6-3, 6-1. All four play- 
ers lacked the knowledge of position in 
doubles play. This was shown most 
clearly by the fact that each man in play- 
ing net stood in the center of the court 
while his partner was running from side 
to side of the back court trying to re- 
trieve passing shots. 

The present summer has been defin- 
itely the most successful season of tennis 
at Kieve. There was greater interest 
shown among the younger boys, which 
was quite unusual, and the spirit shown 
on the courts was remarkably fine. Al- 
most without exception every loser took 
his defeat gracefully. With more talent 
in the Junior and Sub-Junior groups 
than ever before, next year should prove 
to be very interesting at Kieve. 

J. W. TOWNSEND, 3rd. 



The predominating quality of the 1934 
baseball season was enthusiasm. This is 
always characteristic of the baseball 
played here at Kieve, but perhaps more so 
this year because by dividing the boys 
into larger senior and junior groups, 
every boy found himself in a class in 
which he could excel. This was particu- 
larly so among the three junior teams, 
namely, the Tigers, Nobleboro Sluggers, 
and the Kieve Wallopers, captained re- 
spectively by J. C. Jerome, Peter Hodges 
and Bill Townsend. 

Contrary to the practice of previous 
years, the junior teams this year used a 
soft ball. Although some found it dif- 
ficult to throw, every one was able to hit 
it, as is evidenced by the high scores. The 
games were unusually close, and they put 
a great deal into them. It is felt that 
more was accomplished with the younger 
boys this year than ever before, mostly by 

creating greater rivalry and promoting 
their interest and enthusiasm. 

Each team played eight games, three 
to a round. At the end of the second 
round, all teams were tied with two wins 
and two losses apiece. In the last two 
rounds, the Wallopers began to draw 
away until they had but one more vic- 
tory to gain the championship. This 
game was to be against the Tigers, who 
had to beat the AVallopers twice in a row 
to win the league series. From the very 
start of this game, there was little doubt 
as to the outcome. The Wallopers field- 
ed and batted like yoiuig demons, gaining 
a 13-9 decision and the championship. 

Several players stood out in the junior 
group, boys who show signs of developing 
into real ball players. They are J. C. 
Jerome, Bill Townsend, David Dennis, 
and Corney Atkins. 

There were four senior teams this year, 



the champion Noble Berries led by Henry 
Briggs, the second place Plasterers led by 
Justin Peters, Howdy McCall's Scintil- 
lating Sloughers, and Gibby Kennedy's 
last place Hurricane Hurlers. 

The season consisted of two rounds 
with six games to each round, thus mak- 
ing every team play a total of six games. 
We got off to an early start and a late 
finish, being interrupted in the middle of 
the season by the Wilderness Cruise. 

Justin Peters' team led at the half-way 
mark with three wins and no defeats. 
Second place was held by the Noble Ber- 
ries, whose only loss came from an extra 
inning pitching duel between Henry 
Briggs and Justin Peters, the latter fin- 
ally winning out 9-7. In the meantime 
Howdy McCall's Sloughers were in third 
place by virtue of a victory over the Hur- 
ricane Hurlers, 12-5. 

The second round saw Howdy Mc- 
Call's team vastly improved, and a cause 
of worry to the pennant contenders. 
They began by knocking the Plasterers 
out of first place with their air-tight 

fielding and heavy batting to win 5-3. 
Their next game was a nightmare for the 
well-balanced Noble Berries, the lead 
changing many times. In the next to last 
inning it began to rain, and at the same 
time the Sloughers had tied the score and 
forged ahead 9-7. It looked bad for the 
Noble Berries with their weak batters up 
and the rain increr:sing. It was at such 
a time however that this team showed 
their true strength and worth. Hits rat- 
tled off their bats in rapid succession, 
which gave them the victory 14-9 and 
necessitated a play-off for the champion- 
ship between Henry Brigg's and Justin 
Peters's teams. 

According to every expectation, this 
should have been a close, hotly contested 
ball game. The rivalry was keen and en- 
thusiasm ran high. As the game pro- 
ceeded, however, it became obvious that 
Henry Brigg's team was far superior to 
all the others. He set the example by 
calm, deliberate hurling and heavy hit- 
ting. The members of the Plasterers did 
their best, but were beaten 9-5. 

The Noble Berries 



Once again the Kieve baseball season 
was brought to a close by a dramatic tus- 
sle between the boys and the councillors. 
This year the soft ball was used, in the 
hope that even greater fun would result 
than in the previous years. The Coun- 
cil, dressed in hilarious costumes, arrived 
on the scene in the truck and immedi- 
ately took the field. Save for one poor 
inning, the game would have been a 
walkaway for the Council, who seemed 
to have their eye on the ball. As it was, 
the latter were victorious by the score 
of 19-13. 

There were many good ball players 
this season, but the one who was far 
above the rest was the leader of the 
champions, Henry Briggs. There were 
two others on that team who were ex- 
tremely capable. Bud Test and Henry 
Pennell. Guy Peters and his 
Justin were next to Henry Brigg-; in 

ability. Howdy McCall deserved credit 
for the manner in which he led his teaai. 
The best ball player on his team and one 
of the most promising in camp was 
Sonny Bostwick. 

It was difficult to award the Eddie 
Collins bat *'to the boy who shows the 
most promise in baseball" because so 
many stood out. Among those who re- 
ceived consideration were Bob Sharon, 
Sonny Bostwick, and Eddie Pennell. 
There was but one boy who was ineligi- 
ble for the prize, Henry Briggs, because 
he had already won it in 1931. After 
very careful consideration it was decided 
that J. C. Jerome should be given Hon- 
orable Mention and the bat awarded to 
Guy Peters. 

Signed : 
E. T. Collins, Jr. 

Highlareous Costumes 



With the Naturalist 

Interest in Natural History at Kieve 
this year was more wide-spread than ever 
before. A great deal of credit for this 
should go to Mr. Trott, whose nature 
hikes for the younger boj^s were very 
popular. The world of nature can be 
appreciated only if one is acquainted with 
its inhabitants, and the chief purpose of 
the naturalist is to attempt to impart 
that knowledge to the boys. This was 
done in various ways ; by making collec- 
tions, by personal observation on camp- 
ing trips and hikes, and by a series of 
weekly talks. 

The first of these talks was of a gen- 
eral nature, explaining the purpose of 
nature study and showing its advantages. 
Spiders and dragon-flies were then dis- 
cussed, followed by a talk on snakes, and 
one on wild flowers. One dissection of 
a frog was made, and its habits and pe- 
culiarities were discussed at the same 
time. At all these talks the boys were 
permitted to ask questions, and were en- 
couraged to tell their own experiences 
with relation to the subject at hand. The 
atmosphere was completely informal and 
resembled the meeting of a club more 
than a lecture. 

Quite a number of boys made collec- 
tions of insects. A favorite haunt of the 
"hexapoda" is the golden rod, and the 
fields around Kieve are covered with it, 
making an ideal collecting ground. 
There is almost no limit to the number 
of species that may be acquired, and 
many of the specimens, dragon-flies, 
moths, and butterflies are brilliantly and 
beautifully colored. The diflRcult part 
about collecting insects is in their identi- 

fication, which requires time, patience, 
and careful observation. One way of ac- 
complishing this is by noting the place 
where the specimen was obtained, be- 
cause most insects frequent certain trees 
and bushes to the exclusion of all others. 

By far the greatest interest in Natural 
History at Kieve is shown in the field of 
reptiles. The snake pit, located on the 
south side of Innisfree, was one of the 
most popular places in camp. It was kept 
filled all year with snakes caught by the 
boys, who, if they had any fear of the 
serpents, soon grew accustomed to them. 
There are no poisonous snakes at Kieve. 
A most common specie is the garter 
snake, and specimens of the red-bellied 
snake, the milk adder, the grass snake, 
and the rock snake, are also numerous. 
Garter snakes can be easily tamed, espe- 
cially when young, and they even appear 
to be fond of being handled. The milk 
adders are the largest ; in fact, it was im- 
possible to keep them in the pit very long, 
as they always managed to crawl up the 
sides and escape through some crevice or 
other. Aubrey Huston was appointed 
curator of snakes, and it was his duty to 
see that they were properly fed, and cared 
for when it rained. Several fine snake 
skins were mounted during the year by 
Aubrey and Hal Sampson. 

Another forthcoming addition to the 
museum now in the process of being 
cleaned by the ants, is the shell of a snap- 
ping turtle. The turtle was the largest 
ever caught at camp, weighing sixteen 
pounds, and was well over a hundred 
years in age. 

The prizes this year were closely con- 



tended for. The essays submitted were 
all of excellent quality, better than they 
have ever been before. The essay prize 
was won by Bill Prizer, whose composi- 
tion is printed in conjunction with this 

The collection prize was even more 
difficult to award than the essay prize. 
Wayne Vetterlein had an excellent col- 
lection of different woods, and Alex 
Wylly and Duncan Doolittle had both 

worked hard and possessed fine collec- 
tions of wild flowers. The prize was 
awarded to Alex Wylly who identified 
and pressed forty-seven different species 
of wild flowers. 

General Excellence in Natural His- 
tory was won by Wayne V^etterlein, who, 
although his collection and essay were not 
sufficiently good to win individual prizes, 
showed a better knowledge of his field, 
and exhibited both industry and skill in 
his work. 

Taken as a whole, the year was a very 
gratifying one to me, and I feel that the 
boys gained something really worthwhile 
for their effort and perseverance. 

The picture accompanying this article 
was taken at the snake pit while a snake 
was in the process of swallowing a frog. 

Signed : 

C. E. Ti:sT. 



The Prize Essay 

As you lie upon your back wrapped up 
in warm blankets on the ground on a 
camping party, you chance a glance at 
the sky. It is spread out all above you, 
and seems to cover everything, but you 
really see a very small part of the heav- 
ens. You observe the Milky Way, shoot- 
ing stars, and other formations such as 
the Great Bear and the Plough. As you 
look, you see a bolt of light go hurtling 
across the sky and disappear; then an- 
other and another. There is no need to 
fear any harm from these large bodies or 
meteors, because as soon as they hit the 
earth's atmosphere, which is about 
seventy-five miles above its surface, most 
of them are burned out to a fine dust. 
The path of light w^hich we see is not the 
actual meteorite, because the latter has 
already disintegrated to dust. There 
have been some which weighed thirty- 
seven tons when they reached the earth's 
surface, and probably much larger ones 
have buried themselves in the earth's 

The Milky Way, which we observe 
next, is a very pretty spectacle. It 
stretches around the entire earth, its two 
ends joining in the southern sky. Early 
astronomers were mystified as to the na- 
ture of this arc of light. The Mexicans 
called it "the little white sister of the 
many-colored rainbow." The Milky 
Way is really a cloud of faint stars scat- 
tered like a fine silvery powder on the 
velvet background of the sky. 

Another wonder of the sky is the Au- 
rora Borealis, often called the Northern 
Lights. The Aurora usually occurs near 
the north or south pole of the earth. 
Sometimes it may be faintly seen just 

after taps at Kieve on a clear night. If 
you wish to get a better view of the 
Aurora, you must go farther north, as 
Peary did in 1886. The one that is seen 
at the north pole is called the Aurora 
Borealis, while the one at the south pole 
is the Aurora Australis. There is nothing 
as wonderful as these lights. The two 
Aurorae differ in their intensity and ap- 
pearance. Nobody knows in what form 
they will be seen next. Sometimes they 
appear as a curtain, at other times as a 
luminous rainbow, and often as straight 
shafts running up and down. One of the 
first men to see these wonders was Peary, 
and he noted them in his diary along with 
other phenomena of the far north. Peary 
witnessed the Northern Lights from the 
north pole, and in his diary he says that 
as nearly as he was able to describe them 
they resembled a huge Japanese fan con- 
sisting of the most brilliant and varied 
colors, among which green, gold, violet, 
and crimson predominated. The rays ap- 
peared to be breaking into pieces and dis- 
solving into clouds. It is supposed that 
the sun plays an important part in caus- 
ing this interesting phenomena. After 
such an occurrence there have been great 
magnetic storms that disturbed the mag- 
netic field of our earth and afifected the 
working of telegraph lines both above 
and below sea level. 

You roll over and look at the sky from 
a different position, and see constellations 
of stars such as the Little Dog, the Hare, 
the Unicorn, the Bull, and the Great 
Bear. You turn over into a more com- 
fortable position and fall asleep only to 
dream of the splendors of the skies. 

Bill Prizer, 



The Log-1934 

Tuesday, June 26 

Kieve party assembles again for trip to 
Portland and camp. Beautiful day for 
boat trip, distinguished by Doc Scol- 
ten's emergency aid for afflicted damsel 
en route. Much hilarity before retir- 
ing to berths. 

Wednesday, June 27 

Party arrives in camp to meet Primo, 
Doc Brown, and campers Pete Can- 
trell, Wobble Prizer, Wayne Vetter- 
lein, et al. Every one splashes into 
lake immediately to wash off city dust. 
Boston party blows in led by the inimi- 
table Hank and Mike Coburn. 

Thursday, June 28 

First inspection of year is won by Har- 
ris, as rest of camp groans. Camp ac- 
tivities get ofi in full swing. Eddie 
Collins finally arrives, having torn 
himself from his Red Sox. Damar- 
iscotta bass and pickerel suddenly be- 
gin to realize that they are in for a 
hard summer, as rods are unlimbered. 

Friday, June 29 

Major Jack begins to sign up campers 
for riflery, and loud pops are heard 
from the range. Uncle Don captures 
a small woodchuck, which goes on ex- 
hibition in the snakery. Eddie and 
Mike arrange test ball game to look 
over talent. 

Saturday, June 30 

Loud clattering of wheels and violent 
"whoas" from Doc Scolten signalize 
the bouncing of the waggoners through 
camp. Ned gives first Nature Talk as 
an introduction to natural history. In- 

spection again goes to Harris, with 
Middle Glenayr a close second. Kieve 
Theater opens season with "Man in a 
Top Hat." 

Sunday, July 1 

Chapel talk on "Opportunity." Visit- 
ors include Jim's Nora, Mr. and Mrs: 
Sharon, and the Walkers. Council 
goes into first huddle, after which 
Hank gives a Tree Talk on "Hones- 
ty." First Camp Society elects Briggs 
as president. Test as vice-president, 
Searing as secretary-treasurer and Mc- 
Call as bouncer. 

Monday, July 2 

Camping parties assemble and leave 
amid cheers. Georgie Fowle acquires 
Black Death and stays home to enter- 
tain Mrs. Bliss. Moxie Cove party 
leaves after lunch in trucks. 

Tuesday, July 3 

Headquarters reports no news from 
far-flung battle-fronts, as fresh supplies 
of mosquito dope are ordered up. 

Wednesday, July 4 

Violent thunder storm plays havoc 
with camp, though outposts report 
nothing more serious than tents blown 

Thursday, July 5 

Parties all arrive home triumphant 
over mosquitoes and storms. The hill 
becomes covered with drying blankets. 
In first ball game, Peters' Plasterers 
beat Noble Berries after three extra in- 
nings as Primo connects for a homer in 
the ninth. Score 8-5. 



Friday, July 6 

Feverish activity and much mumbling 
of lines over camping party plays. 
Barnes Newberry and John Gilchrist 
make their Island Swims. Harris Hall 
Yacht Club starts preparations for a 
busy season. 

Saturday, July 7 

Hottest day in Kieve history causes 
postponement of ball game. Second 
Nature Talk by Ned clears up the mys- 
tery of turtle anatomy. Turtle inter- 
est increased by capture of gigantic 
snapper on fishing trip. Joe Scudder 
swims his Island. Camping party plays 
result in first prize to Wood Lot, sec- 
ond to Pink House. 

Sunday, July 8 

Chapel talk on ''Loyalty." Ned 
Wursts and young arrive for short 
visit. Camp retires to Innisfree for let- 
ter writing. Francis gives Tree Talk 
on "Courage," and then the new lob- 
ster pot is baptized with some steamed 
clams. Searing and Test receive Senior 
Privilege, while Wobble Pobble and 
Matt Gault become Councillors' 

Monday, July 9 

Heavy splashing (as sub- juniors make 
their raft swims. Picture competi- 
tion is announced. The Scintillating 
Sloughers win a ball game from the 
Hurricane Hurlers, 12-5. Fritz Dray- 
ton takes the Junior tennis title from 
Johnnie Mirkil. Dick escorts a fish- 
ing party out for the night after a 
wonderful story by Major Jack at 

Tuesday, July 10 

Fishing party in with one bass and one 
pickerel. Junior Life-Saving gets un- 

der way. Uncle Don announces comp- 
etition for new All-around Achieve- 
ment Prize. Danny Brewster and 
Larry Lewis swim their Island. The 
Tigers defeat the Kieve Wallopers by 
11-10, after which Dick Koelle bliss- 
fully sleeps through supper in the Guest 
Palace. Holly Smith and Merritt 
Taylor shoot their way to Marksman, 
1st Class. 

Wednesday, July 1 1 

New float installed, as boys join Doc 
Scolten in beach wading. Micky Mc- 
Fadden's mother makes a visit. Peters' 
Plasterers beat the Sloughers for their 
second victory, 8-5. Newly Hewson 
and Gene Larson get results in the tar- 
get range, as Bill Breck swims his 

Thursday, July 12 

Fishing tackle strewn from Glenayr to 
water as first Lost River party goes out 
under Primo, Rest of camp enjoys 
peaceful holiday. The Wallopers take 
a close game from the Sluggers, 10-9. 

Friday, July 13 

Early morning noises in Glenayr be- 
fore reveille prevent Skipper's beauty 
sleep, and firm steps are taken. Second 
Lost River party leaves with Sir Wal- 
ter and Major setting lusty pace in 
war canoes. The Lulu follows with 
some smuggled watermelons. Rain 
sets in during night. 

Saturday, July 14 

Camp again covered with the airing 
blankets of Lost River campers, and 
Harris again wins inspection from 
South Glenayr. Peters' Plasterers have 
batting practice against the Hurricane 
Hurlers to win 25-7. Rifle range pro- 



duces more Marksmen, and Bobby 
Potter conquers his raft swim. 

Sunday, July 15 

Uncle Don talks on "Friendship" in 
Chapel, as camp entertains 21 visitors. 
Change in baseball teams gives Gibby a 
relief pitcher in Guy Peters. Tree 
Talk by Doc Scolten on "Overcoming 
Our Handicaps." An outdoor "wei- 
ner schnitzel" supper is a tremendous 
success. Kieve goes on Daylight time. 

Monday, July 16 

Senior singles in tennis get off to fl^^- 
ing start. Tubby Bostwick performs 
a vivisection of an expired mole, but 
fails to add anything new to science. 
The Noble Berries take a ball game 
from the Slugging Sloughers, 13-9. 

Tuesday, July 17 

The barber arrives at Kieve, and clouds 
of clipped hair soon engulf the porch 
of Innisfree. The gigantic feats of 
the Kieve Sluggers trip the Tigers, 6- 
5. The snake pen fills rapidly, and the 
merits of fore and aft frog swallowing 
are compared. Campfire, stories, and 

Wednesday, July 18 

P'ishing party reports in with most of 
party on Black List as Leader Koelle's* 
patience gives out. Alternate bellow- 
ings and wheedlings from Innisfree 
prove that Perky has not yet mastered 
his lines. First entries for Water 
Sports. Five new campers attain 
Pro-Marksman rank, while Noble 
Berries beat the Sloughers, 8-3. 

Thursday, July 19 

Tremendous splashing and fancy 
steering as sub-junior punt races are 
run off. Merritt Taylor and Charlie 
Allen swin their Island. Supper is 

late, as milk is slow in arriving, and 
camp is entertained as Commissary 
Beighle lays down the law. Our 
Sheik returns after a painful session 
with the 'Scotty dentist. 

Friday, July 20 

Annual advertising campaign starts 
off with much activity. Dust rises fast 
and furious over tennis courts. Peters' 
Plasterers win 10-8 from Hurricane 
Hurlers, as Umpires Koelle and Col- 
lins are put on the spot and thoroughly 
roasted. Harris receives privilege of 
extra half hour after taps for good be- 

Saturday, July 21 

Kieve welcomes back Old Campers — 
"Gawge" Brewster, ^Vlorrie Huston, 
Stu Atkins, and Biss McCawley. Na- 
ture Talk enlightens the uninitiated 
on "Snakes." Mike escorts sub-juniors 
to Bunker Hill, where crops are 
gorged with blueberries. Sonny Bost- 
wick elected to Fishing Club. The 
Council bowls over camp with min- 
strel show, including some fancy bal- 
let steps. 

Sunday, July 22 

South Glenayr pulls a startling re- 
versal of form to run off with inspec- 
tion. Chapel talk on "Co-operation." 
Guy and Justin Peters are made C. 
A.s, while Bill the Wobble gets Senior 
Privilege. Tree Talk by Ned Test, 
and so to bed. 

Monday, July 23 

The Kieve Library finally opens for 
business. John Gilchrist make| 
Marksman, while he and Charlie Al- 
len divide Chocolate bar prize for best 
camping party pictures. Loud nasal 
noises heard from campfire denote se- 



rious efforts to build up singing for 
Water Sports. 

Tuesday, July 24 

Senior 75-yard swim trials, with Bill 
Prizer trying to swim one way and 
the race another. Scenery starts de- 
veloping for plays. Aubrey Huston is 
made Curator of the Kieve Snakery, 
and two grass snakes appear. "Alfred 
Bulltop Stormalong" makes his bow at 

Wednesday, Ji ly 25 

King Pyro and Sir Walter get their 
minions to work on Water Sports 
campfire, with disastrous results for 
Kieve woods. The camp gets its pic- 
ture taken in the rain. Doc Brown 
seen escorting Mrs. Bliss from In- 
firmary. A rainy afternoon and some 
masterful boxing bouts in Glenayr. 

Thursday, July 26 

Juicy and Doc Scolten depart in 
search of ground pine to brighten Pas- 
quaney. Billies Lex and Townsend 
return with spoils from fishing party. 
Feverish activity at water and at In- 
nisfree. Final song-fest at campfire. 

Friday, July 27 

Rain. Nature Talk by Ned on inter- 
nal mysteries of the frog. Dimple- 
Bottom's bed found under Harris. 
More boxing. Guests arrive in num- 
bers, and first showing of plays in In- 
nisfree gets tremendous ovation. 

Saturday, July 28 

Water Sports Day. Showers in 
morning and heavy rain in afternoon 
fail to dampen our spirit. Kieve is 
host to largest throng of guests in his- 

Sunday, July 29 

Uncle Don gives a Chapel talk on 

''Perseverance." Many guests. Camp 
is deserted in afternoon. Every one 
back by eight for bed and much needed 

Monday, July 30 

List of Wilderness Cruisers is an- 
nounced and much practice is put in 
on pup tents. Canoes are loaded on 
truck and everything made ready for 
early start. 

Tuesday, July 31 

Wilderness Cruise leaves camp at 4.30 
a, m. Dicky Green swims his Island. 
Dick Koelle departs with another over- 
night fishing party. 

Wednesday, August 1 

Tommy and Mr. Townsend are visi- 
tors to camp. More fishing. Camp 
worries about the absent Primo, as it 
is feared he will not be able to fit 
himself into his pup tent. 

Thursday, August 2 

Sub-junior tennis matches in the aft- 
ernoon. Fred Hatch reports that 
Primo was forced out of his tent on 
first night of Wilderness trip by heavy 

Friday, August 3 

Rain. Ping-pong tournaments in In- 
nisfree and boxing in Glenayr. Bucky 
Ober in high chair at supper for only 
second time in two years. Another 
overnight fishing party goes out under 
the ever-patient Dick. 

Saturday, August 4 

Long Voyage try-outs after soak. Dick 
Koelle goes sailing with Bob Sharon 
and Henry Pennell, and finally man- 
ages to row back in time for supper 
with the table boys. The Kieve Wal- 
lopers beat the Tigers in Junior ball 
game, 20-19. Uncle Don sprains his 



ankle. Mystery show by Kieve Thea- 
ter gets great applause. 

Sunday, August 5 

Dimple-bottom receives reprimand at 
breakfast for not having been on time 
once during week. Chapel talk on 
"Patience" by Uncle Don. Fine Tree 
Talk by Sir Walter Trott on "Run- 
nig out your hits." Final inspection of 
Long Voyage equipment. 

Monday, August 6 

Long Voyagers leave at 8.20. Hank 
Brewster tries seven times to start 
Judge Walker's car, and is finally 
pushed over the hill. Junior Long 
Voyage leaves at 8.40, accompanied by 
Barrel for the third successive year. 
Sub-juniors get off at 4.00 o'clock for 
Moxie Cove, leaving only Dick Koelle 
in camp. 

Tuesday, August 7 

No news from the wandering campers. 

Wednesday, August 8 

Sub-juniors report in from Moxie 
Cove at 4.30, tired, dirty, but happy. 
Long and thorough tub in lake fol- 

Thursday, August 9 

Sheik turns up in camp with a beau- 
tiful, new sweater, which is duly 
christened. Junior Long Voyage pulls 
in with reports of successful trip. Joe 
Lambie, '27, visits camp. 

Friday, August 10 

Tennis matches during morning. Dick 
takes Charlie Allen, David Taylor, 
and Thunderbolt Doolittle fishing, 
and Thunderbolt surprises everybody 
with a 2 1-2 pound bass which he can 
with difficulty lift. 

Saturday, August 1 1 

Wilderness Cruise and Long Voyage 

return during rest period. Reports of 
successful trips by both parties. Mid- 
dle Glenayr wins inspection, w^th 
South Glenayr second. 

Sunday, Au€ust 12 

Tired wanderers are awakened with 
difficulty. Chapel talk on "Truth." 
Our guests include Mr. and Mrs. 
Richards. Dick Koelle hands out 
pieces of the writing room, and then 
unrolls a Tree Talk on "Obedience" 
in which Napoleon and the Duke of 
Wellington become inextricably mixed. 
Charlie Richards is made a C. A. 

Monday, August 13 

Tennis tournaments commence final 
bitter struggle. We learn that for- 
mer camper Bill McCawley has turned 
his Kieve life-saving to good account 
by saving a drowning person. A dou- 
ble-header in the afternoon resulted 
in a terrific upset when Peters' Plas- 
terers succumbed to the Scintillating 
Sloughers, 5-3. The Noble Berries 
also walloped the Hurlers, 10-3. 

Tuesday, August 14 

Old man weather turns on his frigi- 
daire and more blankets are rousted 
out. Juicy turns in some sparkling 
tennis against Henry Briggs, and goes 
on to win his heat of the Ober sailing 
races. Ned Wurst's gift of an old 
Colonial flag appears in Pasquaney 
with an old steering sweep used in 
logging days on the Damariscotta. 
Terrific report as Thunderbolt is 
elected to the Fishing Club. 

Wednesday, August 15 

Photographer arrives and much pos- 
ing follows. Barber also removes a 
few ton of superfluous hair. The 
Noble Berries beat the Sloughers 14-9. 



Mr. Prizer becomes a very welcome 
guest of camp. Juicy reaches tennis 
finals and makes it a family affair. 

Thursday, August 16 

Camp activity reaches a new high. 
Ned gives his last Nature talk. Vari- 
ous campers seen mumbling incanta- 
tions over pieces of rope in preparation 
for Uncle Don's pentathlon. Guy 
beats Juicy in Senior singles 6-4, 7-5. 
Dramatic Club departs to Mrs. Walk- 
ers for big banquet, while rest of camp 
sul^ers in envy. 

Friday, August 17 

Picture exhibition gets under way with 
heavy patronage, and Eddie herds the 
Black Death colony toward Innisfree. 
Championship ball game results in 
Noble Berries beating the Plasterers, 
9-4. Big parade by winning team is 
led by "Once in Nine Years" Kennedy. 
Bostwick takes the Junior singles. 

Saturday, August 18 

Senior tennis doubles result in Brigg^ 
and Guy Peters taking a stirring 
match from Wobble and Bud, 4-6, 6-3, 
6-1. Billy Townsend's Wallopers 
win Junior ball title. Some master- 
ful plays are given in the evening, with 
Hank and Eddie putting on a song 
number, and some throbbing banjo 
work by Bill Breck and Bob Sharon. 

Sunday, August 19 

Much heavy scrubbing at tub. Chapel 

talk is followed by a discussion of 
"Life" in Innisfree. Camp Society in 
the afternoon as the Council goes into 
last huddle. Our last Tree Talk is 
by Eddie Wishropp on "Thoughtful- 

Monday, August 20 

Everyone reports to Eddie for last 
weighing, and Infirmary creaks under 
the strain. Annual Boards become 
feverishly active. The Councillors- 
Boys ball game results in a victory for 
the former, 19-14. Major Jack de- 
livers the Rifle Club diplomas at lunch, 
while other awards are made. Camp 
statistics are taken in the evening. 

Tuesday, August 21 

Trunks are packed and stray garments 
are collected from distant parts of 
camp toward Glenayr. Uncle Don 
gives his pentathlon test on trees. At 
four o'clock we retire to point for our 
big feed of clams, new corn, and cakes. 
Henry Briggs becomes the Kieve Boy 
for 1934, and good-b3^es are said over 
the last camp-fire. 

Wednesday, August 22 

Boston party rolls out at 10.30 to the 
cheers of rest of camp. Many bo^^s 
leave by car during day, and gradually 
the life goes out of camp. The Phila- 
delphia party leaves at 8.00 as we all 
start looking forward to next year and 
more fun. 



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G. Peters 

H. Smith 

J. C. Jerome 
J. T. Richards 

D. Brewster 

H. Pennell 



Camp Records 


1926 Perry Edward Wurst, Jr. 

1927 Shelby Smith Walker 

1928 Frederick Warren Marshall, Jr. 

1929 Wendell Winslow Faunce, Jr. 

1930 Charles Edward Test 

1931 Richard Hall Henry 

1932 Edward Trowbridge Collins, Jr. 

1933 Alexander Balfour Smith 

1934 Henry Blaylock Briggs 

Water Sports 


General Excellence 

1926 Montague Mead 

1927 Montague Mead 

1928 Shelby S. Walker 

1929 Alonzo L. Neal 
Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 

1930 Richard H. Henry 

1931 John Gribbel, II. 

1932 Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 Henry B. Briggs 

1934 John McNair Searing 


1926 Montague Mead 

1927 Shelby S. Walker 

1928 Shelby S. Walker 

1929 H. Francis DeLone 

1930 John H. Swartz 

1931 kdward T. Collins, Jr. 

1932 Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 John M. Searing 

1934 John McNair Searing 

Obstacle Race 

1926 Alonzo L. Neal 

1927 Montague Mead 

1928 Alonzo L. Neal 

1929 H. Francis DeLone 

1930 Richard H. Henry 

1931 John Gribbel, II. 

1932 Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 Henry B. Briggs 

1934 John McNair Searing 

Single Canoe 

1926 Prentice J. McNeely 

1927 Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 

1928 Graeff Miller, Jr. 

1929 Alonzo L. Neal 

1930 Richard H. Henry 

1931 Stuart K. Aitken 

1932 Henry A. Ross, Jr. 

1933 Henry B. Briggs 

1934 John McNair Searing 

Double Canoe 

1926 Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 
Prentice J. McNeely 

1927 Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 
Joseph T. Lambie 

1928 Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 
Shelby S. Walker 



1929 Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 
Richard Koelle 

1930 Richard H. Henry 
Charles Edward Test 

1931 John Gribbel, II. 
Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1932 Henry A. Ross, Jr. 
Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 Henry B. Briggs 
Samuel C. Finnell, Jr. 

1934 Henry B. Briggs 
Donald N. Test 

Canoe Tilt 

1927 John M. F. Dallam 
Frederick W. Marshall, Jr. 

1928 John M. F. Dallam 
Frederick W. Marshall, Jr. 

1929 Wendell W. Faunce, Jr. 
Richard Koelle 

1930 Richard H. Henry 
C. Edward Test 

1931 Stuart K. Aitken 
Richard Hall Henry 

1932 Henry A. Ross, Jr. 
Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 A. Balfour Smith 
John M. Searing 

1934 Henry B. Briggs 
Donald N. Test 

7 5 -Yard Swim 

1926 Shelby S. Walker 

1927 Montague Mead 

1928 Shelby S. Walker 

1929 AlonzoL. Neal 

1930 George T. Pew 

1931 George T. Pew 

1932 Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 Fred G. Richards, Jr. 

1934 Charles G. Richards 

Gustavus Ober Trophy 

1929 C. Edward Test 

1930 C. Edward Test 

1931 John Gribbell, H. 

1932 Robert S. Lewis 

1933 Edward Sampson, Jr. 

1934 Matthew Gault, Jr. 

General Excellence 

1926 C. Wilson McNeely, Jr. 

1927 Robert L. Wood, Jr. 

1928 Howard Wood, III. 

1929 Thomas P. Townsend 
Alexander H. Carver, Jr. 

1930 Richard G. Wood, Jr. 

1931 Brenton Brown 
George A. Huhn, V. 

1932 Caspar W. B. Townsend, Jr. 

1933 Bryan T. Bostwick 

1934 Bryan T. Bostwick 

40-Yard Swim 

1926 C. Wilson McNeely, Jr. 

1927 James McC. Lambie, Jr. 

1928 Alexander H. Carver, Jr. 

1929 Alexander H. Carver, Jr. 

1930 Richard G. Wood, Jr. 

1931 Charles S. Richards 

1932 Caspar W. B. Townsend, Jr. 

1933 Thorpe Richards 

1934 Thorpe L. Richards 

Rowboat Race 

1926 Joseph W. Lippincott, Jr. 

1927 Robert L. Wood, Jr. 

1928 Howard Wood, III. 

1929 Thomas P. Townsend 

1930 Richard G. Wood, Jr. 

1931 Philip P. Sharpies 

1932 Henry F. Mixter 

1933 Dncan Doolittle 

1934 Bryan T. Bostwick 



Obstacle Race 

1926 C. Wilson McNeely, Jr. 

1927 H. Francis DeLone 

1928 Joseph F. Bailey 

1929 Alexander H. Carver, Jr. 

1930 W. Stevenson Hammond 

1931 George A. Huhn, V. 

1932 Robert S. Lewis 

1933 Byran T. Bostwick 

1934 Persifor Frazer, 4th 

Double Canoe 

1927 John A. Cantrell 

R. William Liggett, Jr. 

1928 Frederick H. Schmidt 
Joseph F. Bailey 

1929 Thomas Hooker, Jr. 
Thomas B. Faunce 

1930 Robert C. Clunie 

A. Edward Kennedy, HL 

1931 Brenton Brown 
Morrison C. Huston 

1932 C. W. B. Townsend, Jr. 
Gibson Kennedy 

1933 Bryan T. Bostwick 
Bowman Kennedy 

1934 Bryan T. Bostwick 
Aubrey Huston, Jr. 


General Excellence 

1927 Thomas L. Lueders, HL 

1928 J. Morton Caldwell 

1929 Donald N. Test, Jr. 

1930 John HillTyner 

1931 N. Peter Rathvon, Jr. 

1932 Bryan T. Bostwick 

1933 H. Hollingsworth Smith 

1934 Lawrence Lewis 

25-Yard Swim 
1934 Lawrence Lewis 

Obstacle Race 
1934 William D. Stroud, Jr. 

Punt Race 
1934 Barclay McFaddcn, Jr. 




1926 Montague Mead 

1927 Lewis C. Campbell 

1928 J. William Townsend, HI. 

1929 H. Francis DeLone 
S1930 Richard H. Henry 

1931 Richard H. Henry 

1932 A. Balfour Smith 

1933 C. l^homas Fuller 

1934 Guy Peters 


1926 Prentice J. McNeely 
Montague Mead 

1927 Joseph T. Lambie 
Alonzo L. Neal 

1928 Lewis C. Campbell 
H. Francis DeLone 

1929 Craig Koelle 
Richard Koelle 

^1930 Richard H. Henry 

Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1931 Richard H. Henry 
Henry A. Ross, Jr. 

'1932 A. Balfour Smith 

Edward T. Collins, Jr. 

1933 C. Thomas Fuller 
A. Balfour Smith 

1934 Guy Peters 
Henry Briggs 



1926 Richard C. Koelle 

1927 J. David R. Harris 



1928 Thomas B. Faunce 

1929 Alexander H. Carver, Jr. 

1930 A. Edward Kennedy, III. 

1931 John C. Bell, III. 

1932 Caspar W. B. Townsend, Jr. 

1933 Bryan T. Bostwick 

1934 Bryan T. Bostwick 


1926 Thomas B. Faunce 
Robert L. Wood, Jr. 

1927 J. David R. Harris 
James McC. Lambie, Jr. 

1928 Edward Trowbridge Collins, Jr. 
Thomas Hooker, Jr. 

1929 Gustavus Ober, II. 
Alexander H. Carver, Jr. 

1930 Alexander Balfour Smith 
Frederick B. Williamson, III. 

1931 Brenton Brown 

Caspar W. B. Townsend, Jr. 

1932 Caspar W. B. Townsend, Jr. 
Joseph R. Rollins, Jr. 

1933 Joseph R. Rollins, Jr. 
William M. Prizer, Jr. 

1934 Bryan T. Bostwick 
Edward H. Pennell 


1927 Thomas L. Lueders, III. 

1928 Richard N. Jackson, Jr. 

1929 Raul Nunez 

1930 Peter N. Rathvon, Jr. 

1931 J. Benton McCall, III. 

1932 S. Bowman W. Kennedy 

1933 Persifor Frazer, IV. 

1934 David H. C. Dennis 


1927 Thomas L. Lueders, III. 
George W. Pepper, III. 

1928 Richard N. Jackson, Jr. 
Peter Van Pelt 

1929 Henry F. Abbott, Jr. 
Channing W. Daniel, Jr. 

1930 John Hill Tyner 
Peter N. Rathvon, Jr. 

1931 J. Benton McCall, III. 
Joseph R. Rollins, Jr. 

1932 S. Bowman W. Kennedy 
George K. Hoblitzelle, II. 

1933 Persifor Frazer, IV. 

H. Hollingsworth Smith 

1934 David H. C. Dennis 
James C. Jerome 

The Boys' Records 

Allen, Charles William Swartz 

Age, 10. Chestnut Hill Academy, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, 
'34. Fishing Club, '34. Kieve Wallopers, '34. 

Allen, Thomas McKean, Jr. 

Age, 12. Chestnut Hill Academy, '40. Kieve, '32, '34. Rifle Club, Marks- 
man, '32. Fishing Club, '32, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. 

Atkins, Cornelius Johnson 

Age, 9. Moses Brown School, '42, Kieve, '34. Riflle Club, Pro-marksman, 



BiDDLE, David Scull 

Age, 9. Haverford School, '42. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. 

BosTwicK, Bryan Tomlinson 

Age, 12. Episcopal Academy, '40. Kieve, '32, '33, '34. Sub- Junior Obstacle 
Race, '32. Sub-Junior General Excellence, '32. Junior Obstacle Race, '33. 
Junior Double Canoe Race, '33, '34. Junior General Excellence, '33, '34. Jun- 
ior Rowboat Race, '34. Rifle Club, Sharpshooter, '32, 2nd Bar, '34. Junior 
Tennis Singles, '33, '34. Junior Tennis Doubles, '34. Fishing Club, '34. 
Dramatic Club, '34. Life Saving Corps, '34. 

Breck, William Rogers, Jr. 

Age 13. Haverford School, '40. Kieve, '34. Long Voyage, '34. 

Brewster, Andre Walker, 2nd. 

Age, 9. Gilman School, '43. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. 

Fishing Club, '34. Winning Junior Baseball Team, '34. 
Brewster, Daniel Baugh, Jr. 

Age, 10. Gilman School, '43. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, 

'33, Marksman, 1st Class, '34. Fishing Club, '33, '34. 

Briggs, Henry Blaylock 

Age, 15. Episcopal Academy, '37. Kieve, '31, '32, '33, '34. Winning War 
Canoe, '31. Senior Obstacle Race, '33. Senior Single Canoe Race, '33. Sen- 
ior Double Canoe Race, '33, '34. Senior General Excellence, "3. Canoe Tilt, 
'34. Wilderness Cruise, '32, '33, '34. Edward T. Collins Baseball Award, '31. 
Captain, **Cup Coppers," '32. Captain, "Sultans of Swat," '33. Captain, 
"Noble Berries," Winning baseball team, '34. Senior Tennis Doubles, '34. 
Natural History Essay Prize, '32. Councillors' Aide, '32, '33, '34. Senior 
Privilege, '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '32, '33, President, '34. Life Saving Corps, 
'31, '33, '34. Color Guard, '33. ANNUAL Editorial Staff, '33, '34. Secre- 
tary, Camp Society, '33, President, '34. Kieve Boy, '34. 

Cantrell, Granville Barclay 

Age, 14. Episcopal Academy, '39. Kieve, '31, '32, '33, '34. Long Voyage, '32, 
'33. Wilderness Cruise, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, 32, Marksman, '34. 
Fishing Club, '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '33, '34. ANNUAL Editorial Staff, 

CoBURN, George Martin 

Age, 10. Buckley School, '41. Kieve, '33, '34. Prize Photograph, '33. 

Converse, Costello Coolidge 

Age, 9. Dexter School, '42. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, '34. 

CusHMAN, Norton 

Age, 11. Bennington Grade School, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, 
'34. Fishing Club, '34. 




Age, 13. Providence Day School, '39. Kieve, '33, '34. Fishing Club, '33, 
Bostwick Fishing Prize, '34. Junior Boat Race, '33. Long Voyage, '34. Dra- 
matic Club, '34. Winning baseball team, '34. 

DooLiTTLE, William Shermax 

Age, 8. Gordon School, '44. Kieve, '33, '34. Winning War Canoe, '34. Fish- 
ing Club, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-AIarksman, '34. 

Draytn^ Fritz Rogers 

Age, 10. Episcopal Academy, '42. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. 
Winning War Canoe, '34. 

Edsox, Hexry, Jr. 

Age, 13. Haverford School, '39. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman 1st Class, 
'34. Long Voyage, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. 

FowLE, George D., 3rd. 

Age, 9. Chestnut Hill Academy, '42. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, 

Frazer, Persifor, 4th 

Age, 12. Penn Charter School, '40. Kieve, '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '33, '34. 
Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, '33, Marksman, '34. Sub-Junior Tennis Singles, 
'33. Sub-Junior Tennis Doubles, '33, Junior Obstacle Race, '34. 

Gault, Matthew, Jr. 

Age, 14. Gilman School, '38. Kieve, '29, '30. '31, '32, '33, '34. ANNUAL 
Art Staff, '30, Editoral Board, '31, '32, '33, '34. Prize Photograph, '30, '31, 
'33. Winning War Canoe, '31, '32. Long V^oyage, '32, '33. Wilderness 
Cruise, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-ALirksman, '31. Life Saving Corps, '32, '33, '34. 
Dramatic Club, '29, '33, '34. Fishing Club, '32, '33, '34, Bostwick Fishing 
Prize, '33. Councillor's Aide, '34. Deputy Sargent, Kieve Society, '34. 

Gilchrist, Johx Huxtixgtox 

Age, 12. Bronxville Junior High School, '39. Kieve, '34. Long Voyage, '34. 
Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. 

Godfrey, Peter 

Age, 9. Montgomery School, '42. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. 
Winning Junior Baseball Team, '34. 

Dexxis, David Hubbel Colgate 

Age, 10. Old Bennington School, '41. Kieve, '34. Sub-Junior Tennis Singles, 

'34. Sub-Junior Tennis Doubles, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. Fishing 

Club, '34. 
Greex, Richard Elliott, 3rd. 

Age, 13. Beasley School, '41. Kieve, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. 



Hewson, William Newlin 

Age, 11. Lower Merion School, '40. Kieve, '34. Camp Bugler, '34. Win- 
ning War Canoe, '34. Rifle Club, Sharpshooter, 1st Bar, '34. 

Hodges, Charles E., 3rd. 

Age, 10. North Shore Country Day School, '40. Kieve, '33, '34. Sub- Junior 
Obstacle Race, '33. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, '33, Marksman, '34. 

Huston, Aubrey, Jr. 

Age, 13. Episcopal Academy, '40. Kieve, '34. Long Voyage, '34. Rifle Club, 
Pro-Marksman, '34. Winning Baseball Team, '34. Junior Double Canoe 
Race, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. Life Saving Corps, '34. Curator, Kieve 
Snakery, '34. 

Iglehart, Francis Nash 

Age, 9. Oilman School, '42. Wiiming War Canoe, '34. Rifle Club, Pro- 
Marksman, '34. 

Jerome, James Colgate 

Age, 10. Riverdale School, '40. Kieve, '34. Captain "Kieve Tigers," ,'34. 
Rifle Club, Sharpshooter, '34. Fishing Club, '34. Sub-Junior Tennis Dou- 
bles, '34. 

Kennedy, Gibson Bell 

Age, 12. Montgomery School, '39. Kieve, '31, '32, '33, '34. Long Voyage, 
'32, '33, '34. Junior Double Canoe Race, '32. Winning War Canoe Crew, 
'33. Life Saving Corps, '33, '34. Captain "Hurricane Hurlers," '34. Color 
Guard, '34. 

Larson, Eugene David 

Age, 14. Highland Park High School, '37. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marks- 
man, '34. 

Lanahan, Thomas Addison 

Age, 9. Gilman School, '42. Kieve, '33, '34. Sub-Junior Voyage, '33. 
Lewis, Lawrence 

Age, 10. Episcopal Academy, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. 
Sub-Junior 25-yard Swim, '34. Sub-Junior General Excellence, '34. 

Lex, William Barclay, Jr. 

Age, 10. Episcopal Academy, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman 1st 
Class, '34. Winning Junior Baseball Team, '34. 

McCall, Howard Clifton 

Age, 14. Montgomery School, '37. Kieve, '28, '29, '30, '31, '34. Rifle Club, 
Sharpshooter, '31, 3rd Bar, '34. Camp Librarian, '34. Wilderness Cruise, '34. 
Captain "Scintillating Sloughers," '34. 



McCawley, Edmund SiViiTH, Jb. 

Age, 12. Episcopal Academy, '40. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marks- 
man, '33, Marksman, '34. Long Voyage, '34. Winning Baseball Team, '34. 
Dramatic Club, '33, '34. Fishing Club, '33, 34. ANNUAL Editorial Staff, 
'33, '34. 

McFadden, Barclay, Jr. 

Age, 10. Episcopal Academy, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, 
'34. Sub-Junior Punt Race, '34. Winning Junior Baseball Team, '34. 

MiRKiL, John McClay 

Age, 8. Wm. Penn Charter School, '43. Kieve, '33, '34. Winning War Ca- 
noe Crew, '34. 

Mirkil, William Irwin, Jr. 

Age, 11. William Penn Charter School, '40. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, 
Marksman, '33. Winning War Canoe Crew, '33. 

Newberry, Barnes 

Age, 13. The Narragansett School, '39. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, 
'34. Long Voyage, '34. Life Saving Corps, '34. 

Nichols, Franklin Hodgeson, Jr. 

Age, 10. John Ward School, '35. Kieve, '32, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Pro- 
Marksman, '33, Marksman, '34. Winning Baseball Team, '32, '34. Sub- 
Junior Punt Race, '33. 

Ober, Robert Barclay 

Age, 9. Gilman School, '43. Kieve, '33, '34. Winning War Canoe Crew, '34. 

Pennell, Edward Hart 

Age, 11. Bronxville School, '39. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, 
'33. Long Voyage, '34. Junior Tennis Doubles, '34. 

Pennell, Henry Baumont, 3rd. 

Age, 13. Bronxville School, '39. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman 1st 
Class, '33. Winning War Canoe Crew, '33, '34. Winning Baseball Tetm, 
'34. Long Voyage, '34. 

Peters, Guido Bossard 

Age, 14. Lower Merion School, '37. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman 
1st Class, '33. Winning War Canoe Crew, '33. Long Voyage, '33. Wilder- 
ness Cruise, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. Senior Tennis Singles, '34. Senior 
Tennis Doubles, '34. Color Guard, '34. Councillors' Aide, '34. Edward T. 
Collins Baseball Award, '34. 

Peters, Justin Randolph, Jr. 

Age, 16. Lower Merion School, '36. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Sharp- 
shooter, '33. Long Voyage, '33. Wilderness Cruise, '34. Captain "Rapping 
Rockets," '33, Captain "Peters' Plasterers," '34. Life Saving Corps, '33, '34. 
ANNUAL Business Staff, '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '34. Councillors' Aide, 



Pew, Elliott 

Age, 9. Haverford School, '42. Kieve, '34. Winning War Canoe Crew, '34. 

Potter, Robert Grey, Jr. 

Age, 8. Dudley Road School, '43. Kieve, '34. 

Prizer, William Mann, Jr. 

Age, 14. Haverford School, '39. Kieve, '29, '30, '31, '32, '33, '34. Fishing 
Club, '30, President, '32, '33, Vice-Pres., '34. Long Voyage, '32, '33, Wilder- 
ness Cruise, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '32. Bostwick Fishing Prize, '32. 
Junior Tennis Doubles, '33. Life Saving Corps. '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '33, 
'34. Councillors' Aide, '34. Senior Privilege, '34. ANNUAL Business Staff, 
'34. Natural History Prize Essay, '34. 

Richards, Charles Ligon 

Age, 14. St. Albans School, '37. Kieve, '31, '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '31, '33, 
'34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, '33. Long Voyage, '33, '34. Junior 40- 
yard Swim, '31. Senior 75-yard Swim, '34. Life Saving Corps, '33, '34. 
Councillors' Aide, '34. 

Richards, John Thorpe Lawrence 

Age, 12. St. Albans School, '39. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, 33, 
Marksman 1st Class, '34. Junior 40-yard Swim, '33, '34. Captain "Sweating 
Swatters," '33. Long Voyage, '34. Life Saving Corps, '34. 

Rogers, William Bowditch 

Age, 8. Dedham Country Day School, '43. Kieve, '34. Sub-Junior Long 

Rollins, Joseph Ricker, Jr. 

Age, 13. Montgomery School, '39. Kieve, '31, '32, '33, '34. Fishing Club, 
'31, '33, '34, Vice-President, '32. Rifle Club, Marksman, '32. Sub-Junior 
Tennis Doubles, '31. Junior Tennis Doubles, '32, '33. Long Voyage, '34. 

Sampson, Harold Yarnall 

Age, 13. Millbrook School, '39. Kieve, '32, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman 
1st Class, '32. Winning War Canoe Crew, '32. Captain 'Wild Wallopers," 
'33. Fishing Club, '32, '33, '34. Long Voyage, '34. 

Scudder, Joseph Osborn 

Age, 13. Fairview School, '39. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, '34. 

Searing, John McNair 

Age, 14. Haverford School, '37. Kieve, '32, '33, '34. Long Voyage, '33, '33. 
Wilderness Cruise, '34. Dramatic Club, '32, '33, '34. Fishing Club, '33, Sec- 
Treas., '34. 600-yard Swim, '32, '33, New Record, '33. Life Saving Corps, 
'32, '33, '34. Senior Diving, '33, '34. Senior Canoe Tilt, '33. Senior Ob- 
stacle Race, '34. Senior Single Canoe, '34. Senior General Excellence, '34. 
Secretary, Camp Society, '34. ANNUAL Business Board, '34. Councillors* 
Aide, ", '34. Senior Privilege, '34, 



Sharon, William Willard 

Age, 13. Bronxville School, '39. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, '34. 
Fishing Club, '34. Long Voyage, '34. Color Guard, '34. 

Stroud, William Daniel, Jr. 

Age, 10. Haverford School, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, '34. 
Sub-Junior Obstacle Race, '34. 

Smith, Henry Hollingsworth 

Age, 11. Mont gomery School, '41. Kieve, '33, '34. Sub- Junior Tennis Dou- 
bles, '33. Sub-Junior General Excellence, '33. Rifle Club, Pro-Marksman, 
'33, Sharpshooter, '34. 

Smith, Thomas Leaming 

Age, 12. Montgomery School, '39. Kieve, '33, '34. Dramatic Club, '33, '34. 
Rifle Club, Sharpshooter, '33. Winning Baseball Team, '34 

Taylor, David Walker 

Age, 9. Nether Providence School, '41. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Pro-Marks- 
man, '34. Fishing Club, '34. 

Taylor, Merritt Harrison 

Age, 12. Nether Providence School, '39. Kieve, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman 
1st Class, '34. 

Test, Donald Newby 

Age, 14. Park School, '36. Kieve, '28, '29, '30, '33, '34. Sub-Junior Obstacle 
Race, '29. Sub-Junior Punt Race, '29. Sub-Junior General Excellence, '29. 
Fishing Club, '29, '30, Secretary, '33, President, '34. Camp Libaraian, '33. 
Long Voyage, '33. Wilderness Cruise, '34. Dramatic Club, '33, '34. Rifle 
Club, Marksman 1st Class, '33, Sharpshooter, '34. ANNUAL Editorial Staff, 
'33, '34. Prize Natural History Collection and General Excellence in Na- 
tural History, '33. Bostu ick Fishing Prize, '34. Winning Baseball Team, '34. 
Councillors' Aide, '33, '34. Senior Privilege, '34. Life Saving Corps, '33, '34. 
Senior Double Canoe Race, '34. Canoe Tilt, '34. Vice-President, Camp So- 
ciety, '34. AU-Around Achievement Prize, '34. 

Townsend, William Henry Palmer, Jr. 

Age, 10. Montgomery School, '42. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, 
'33. Fishing Club, '34. Captain, "Kieve Wallopers," Winning Junior Base- 
ball Team, '34. 

Vetterlein, Wayne Smallwood, Jr. 

Age, 1 1. Haverford School, '42. Kieve, '32, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Marksman, 
'32, Marksman 1st Class, '34. Fishing Club, '33, '34. Winning War Canoe 
Crew, '33. General Excellence in Natural History, '34. 

Wylly, Alexander 

Age, 13. Tenafly High School, '37. Kieve, '33, '34. Rifle Club, Sharp- 
shooter, '33. Fishing Club, '33, '34. Life Saving Corps, '33, '34. Winning 
Baseball Team, '34. Long Voyage, '34. Prize Natural History CollectiQn, '34. 



Alumni News 

Dear Alumni — 

Henceforth it is proposed to devote a 
section of the Annual every year to 
Alumni news. 

To begin with your association is now 
a live organization with quite a few 
members. As you already know fifty 
cents of your two dollar annual dues is to 
pay for the paper bound copy of the 
Annual each member will receive, the 
remaining dollar fifty, will go into a fund 
to build an Alumni log cabin on the lake 
shore in the pine grove in front of Pas- 
quaney Hall. 

This cabin will be equipped with 
bunks, fireplace and cook stove. It will 
be for us to use for early spring fishing, 
while camp is in session, for the shooting 
season in the fall, or for the Winter 

'*Stu" Aitkin '31 enters Princeton this 
fall. George Brewster '26-'33 is an 
aspiring young architect in Boston. 
Hank Brewster '31 -'34 is entering Har- 
vard Medical School. Chet Baldwin 
'27-'32 heads the Philosophy Depart- 
ment at Connecticut State College and 
has a baby girl. Carl Brindenbaugh, 
married, for several years is in History 
Department at M.I.T. Any children? 
"Udo" Bradley '32 is on faculty of Rol- 
lins College, Florida. John Curtis '27- 
'29 is a contractor in Philadelphia. Bob 
Clunie '26-'31 with continuing success is 
Headmaster of Lincoln Academy. ''Bob- 
by" Clunie '27-'31 shows great promise 
as a high jumper. **Lew" Campbell 
'27- '28 is at Yale. Bill Carr '31 is in the 

insurance business in Philadelphia. Ray- 
mond Clark '26 rowed on the Harvard 
Varsity. Francis DeLone '27-'34 is a 
sophomore at Harvard. "Ad" Duer '29- 
'30 is at Kent School. ''Johnny" Dallam 
'26-'28 is a private detective in Phila- 
delphia. "Wen" Faunce '26-'29 is at 
Business School. "Bob" Gowing '28-'30 
is on the Harvard faculty. John Gribbel 
'29-'31 is at Taft. "Dick" Henry '26- 
'31 is a freshman at University of Vir- 
ginia. "Fred" Hunt '26-'27 has entered 
his son for Kieve in 1942. He is suc- 
cessfully practicing medicine in New 
York City. "Tom" Hooker '26- '29 is a 
freshman at Yale. "Dick" Koelle '26-'34 
is president of his class at the University 
of Pennsylvania. Craig is in business. 
"Joe" Lippincott '26 is at Princeton. 
The Lanahans '28-'33 are at St. Paul's. 
"Coggin" Lindsay '26- '29 is in the ma- 
chinery business. "Joe" Lambie '27 
graduated from Princeton with honors 
and is now on the faculty of a boarding 
school in Arizona. "Fred" Marshall 
'27-'28 is at Harvard. Graeff Miller '28 
is at Lafayette. "Phil" Minis '30-'31 has 
gone on the stage as a profession. He 
played in last year's New York success, 
"Yellow Jack." Al Neal '26-'29 is a 
senior at Yale. "Gus" Ober '26-'29 is at 
St. Paul's. George Pepper '27-'30 is at 
Kent School. Norton Payson '31-'32 is 
at Exeter. "Dick" Starkey '28-'34 is 
principal of The Newport School in 
Maine. "Eddie" Scull '28-'29 is at Hav- 
erford College. "Bill" Townsend '27- 
'34 is on the Tennis Team at Williams. 
"Ned" Test '27-'34 is at Princeton. 



"Bob" Wood '26-'28 is on the basketball 
team at the University of Pennsylvania. 
"Jack" AVhiting '27 is in the printing 
business in Philadelphia. "Bill" Walker 
'27-'31 is practicing law in Detroit. 
"Ned" \Vurst '26-'29 is practicing law 
in Buffalo. His son Petey is entered for 
Ki^ve 1942. "Eddie" Wishropp '27-'34 
was married last fall. 

If you hear any news send it in to us 

from time to time and certainly send us 
suggestions if you have any. 

Think of it, 1935 will be Kieve's tenth 
year. Let us all get back for a visit some 
time during the summer. 

Signed : 

For The Association, 

James L. Beighle, 





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The Board takes this opportunity 
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